feel like my golden retriever now who needs oodles of love attention and cuddling. i guess when you're sick you feel sorry for yourself and demand for that extra bit of tlc....this reminds me of my current status and why i shouldn't be whining about it since i brought it upon myself. ok so the headlines these days had the whole office talking about making babies and pm lee encouraging singles to go out more. i'm slurring here together with a congested brain and dripping mucus pls bear with my incoherence.
my frens had been encouraging me to go out more since the dawn of time? heck! i don't need the govt's call at this era to make new friends. it's equivalent to a parent nagging at you and you know most children don't take it well. i admit i do have this adverse reaction to social gatherings speed lunches and the other sdu activities. no sorry it's not only a reaction. it's a primeval reflex of sorts. what's not tohate abhor? potentially awkward situations, cold air, self introductory, dressing up in uncomfortable gear & facing possibly the last person on earth that you would want to chat with. just for the sake of finding your soulmate no no a companion to spend the rest of your life. abit pathetic eh? riiight says the person stuck home alone on a saturday evening, sick and still blogging away.
that doesn't sound convincing but truly...i have absolutely nothing against the artificial method of seeking for love. it's the whole gimmick of selling love right-in-your-face kind of manner this SUPERficial-ness that's making me squirm. maybe i'm a romantic at heart and brought up watching 'when harry met sally'. nothing in life is premeditated that's why when one falls into love you take a plunge right in. you don't need nothing else to fix you up. besides the deliberately arranged set-up dates which makes me *i dunno abt you* feel like a primate ready to mate and the other thing i detest most? it's the 'appraisal time' where pple size you up just because you happen to be single and available.
this takes place at those unbelievable impromptu get-together sessions where you hang out with friend's friends and get introduced to new friends and start scrutinizing if 'oops are they qualified material?' then you take out a check list and go
'single?' check!
decent job? check!
clothes sense? check!
humorous but not lame? check!
non-smoker healthy gums? check!
brand of watch? check!
clean underwear *ahem* socks? check!
for guys things are much easier...
great legs! next!
now seriously. i don't like to be assessed thank you very much. boring me would rather hang out with old friends chill talk crap than to make small talk and get to know someone all over again. maybe it's a mid-life crisis thing heh. i find it so tedious having to get used to someone else's 'pace' and find out what makes them tick. then again i'm extremely indignant as to why i have to try portray myself to someone who vaguely knew my existence barely 5 minutes ago. hang on...regardless of the best behaviour i put on or being my natural self i would still be 'judged' by the image i put across to anyone in a meal's time. because WE are at this age it almost seems like a prerequisite to evaluate every single person we meet. i know some of you may say 'bah it's nothing just treat it as making friends to widen your circle'. but no lor coconut *'cuse the language* don't tell me you don't do it! it's freaking human nature and stop being in denial. if i may add in serving up the cold hard truth everybody else is assessing everyone. come'on we're all adults. i'd like to reinstate the fact that i absolutely hate being treated like a bloody commodity.
i know my argument's not very strong. you say isn't that what pple do when they first meet hence called firstassessment *ahem* impression. before anyone got swept off their feet they go through this very same process of getting to know one another! of coz i can somehow grasp that notion *rolls eye* but it's the whole selectivity system which i am nitpicking. the routine of 'elimination method' which we are all too familiar with in MCQs sadly applies in the real world as well. 'he's not good enough for me' 'she's trying too hard' 'he's not a christian yadda yadda yadda....' i will attempt to offer more perspectives if it continues bugging me eventually but for now trying to type & breathe at the same time with a terribly blocked nose is relatively hard work and i shall leave it as it is. *look i am trying to tug at your sympathy strings here*
so this probably makes me the last standing idiosyncratic girl around. you see it's abit of a contradictory my world. a paradox which i created. because effectively i will have zilch chances of meeting anyone new which kinda narrows down my prerogatives to find the one. it's hilarious ain't it? this dilemma i've put myself in...i'm just sort of half expecting someone to kindly drop on my lap any minute now.
my frens had been encouraging me to go out more since the dawn of time? heck! i don't need the govt's call at this era to make new friends. it's equivalent to a parent nagging at you and you know most children don't take it well. i admit i do have this adverse reaction to social gatherings speed lunches and the other sdu activities. no sorry it's not only a reaction. it's a primeval reflex of sorts. what's not to
that doesn't sound convincing but truly...i have absolutely nothing against the artificial method of seeking for love. it's the whole gimmick of selling love right-in-your-face kind of manner this SUPERficial-ness that's making me squirm. maybe i'm a romantic at heart and brought up watching 'when harry met sally'. nothing in life is premeditated that's why when one falls into love you take a plunge right in. you don't need nothing else to fix you up. besides the deliberately arranged set-up dates which makes me *i dunno abt you* feel like a primate ready to mate and the other thing i detest most? it's the 'appraisal time' where pple size you up just because you happen to be single and available.
this takes place at those unbelievable impromptu get-together sessions where you hang out with friend's friends and get introduced to new friends and start scrutinizing if 'oops are they qualified material?' then you take out a check list and go
'single?' check!
decent job? check!
clothes sense? check!
humorous but not lame? check!
non-smoker healthy gums? check!
brand of watch? check!
clean underwear *ahem* socks? check!
for guys things are much easier...
great legs! next!
now seriously. i don't like to be assessed thank you very much. boring me would rather hang out with old friends chill talk crap than to make small talk and get to know someone all over again. maybe it's a mid-life crisis thing heh. i find it so tedious having to get used to someone else's 'pace' and find out what makes them tick. then again i'm extremely indignant as to why i have to try portray myself to someone who vaguely knew my existence barely 5 minutes ago. hang on...regardless of the best behaviour i put on or being my natural self i would still be 'judged' by the image i put across to anyone in a meal's time. because WE are at this age it almost seems like a prerequisite to evaluate every single person we meet. i know some of you may say 'bah it's nothing just treat it as making friends to widen your circle'. but no lor coconut *'cuse the language* don't tell me you don't do it! it's freaking human nature and stop being in denial. if i may add in serving up the cold hard truth everybody else is assessing everyone. come'on we're all adults. i'd like to reinstate the fact that i absolutely hate being treated like a bloody commodity.
i know my argument's not very strong. you say isn't that what pple do when they first meet hence called first
so this probably makes me the last standing idiosyncratic girl around. you see it's abit of a contradictory my world. a paradox which i created. because effectively i will have zilch chances of meeting anyone new which kinda narrows down my prerogatives to find the one. it's hilarious ain't it? this dilemma i've put myself in...i'm just sort of half expecting someone to kindly drop on my lap any minute now.
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