Today was such a nice day.
It all started with a bit of studying at Merchiston early-ish-ly. I was quite proud of myself: managed to cover an entire chapter (of an academic book) without switching a computer on, going to Tesco, chatting to random people, convincing myself I had to research some E-journals that I never find anyway, and all other sort of procrastination a sensible human being could think of.
Siren joined me later on and because she's so lovely, the chatting came along too. Nice chat, but bad for productivity. I then decided it was better to just call it a day rather than still pretending to study and then have to feel shit about myself spending hours in the JKCC without getting anything done.
We went back to my sweet apartment (I love mentioning that I have an apartment -which I don't technically have, but that's not the point) and cooked some very simple but tasty food for us two plus some impromptus guests: Karo, Chris and sine others even more impromptus! It was lovely.
As planned earlier on, we headed to the pub and watched the game. Ok, I'm gonna make this quick and as painless as possible. France won. Yay.
As the sunlight started to fade, a cosy time was needed. Karo's apartment (yes, I have friends who also have apartments. I select my friends carefully you see) is alsways the good place to go when you need cosy time. It's warm, it's friendly and there's good food served. We made this mouth watering salad with a bit of barley touch this time. Lovely! Sinead made some home made potato wedges. Un delice!
After such a nice meal, the word “movie” just pops up in your mind and you just have to fulfill your desire. So, after one or two updates on Karo's blog reading (always very entertaining these Swedish people!), we made up our minds on tonight's movie. And this is how endend this beautiful day -by watching The Notebook.
Now. I'm about to say some pretty deep (or maybe not) stuff, but please bear with me and try to configure your mind as if you too had just finished this oh so fantastic movie, as if you had been crying like a baby, as if you too have life in which you know there's very few chances for you to experience such great love.
From this day on, I think I'm just gonna stop lying to the random question, "and you, do you have a boyfriend?". Obviously, I don't lie to that. I say I don't have one at the moment, which is the plain truth. But why the hell do I feel the need to justify myself and say "... to be honest, I'm not really looking for one at all right now. I'm good as I am. When I hear some of my friends who have boyfriends, I'm sometimes glad I'm so free and am not involved with anybody". Bullshit!
Everybody knows that most girls who say that would actually give a lot to give up the good sides of being single in exchange of all the drama a relationship can cause! And you know why that is? It's just because human beings are made to go by pairs at some point of their life! It’s everybody’s destiny. And until you have found the other person who's gonna make you truly happy and love you like you deserve to be loved, well... you're just gonna (secretly) keep looking! Simple as.
So no, I'm not glad I'm single. It's not a huge relief. I don't think "oh my! I'm so glad I'm single, I can do whatever I want!" At the same time I'm not unhappy either. What I'm saying is -if the opportunity comes along, of course I'll take the bloody risk to go through a wee bit of drama. Just because it has to be fucking worth it!!