Twennie- ten

Another year is bidding its adieu and how else does it make me feel but nostalgic?  Flashbacks of what happened this past year keep popping up my mind lately, making me smile and snigger at the oddest times (think FX ride with complete strangers), and sometimes making me grit my teeth, choke up, or cringe and blush. 

Funny because after all the many, and boy, do I mean MANY, things that happened, I felt as though I floated through it all.  Like I was half-dreaming through the year and everything was hazy like the aftereffects of drinking too much Greygoose .  Maybe because there were just too many things that happened in such a short amount of time which left me no room to think and just react with my great, infallible instincts so I was not able to fully engage my brain.

There were firsts, second chances, endings, and beginnings this year.   There were good news, and there were bad news.  There were inspirations and heart-aches.  There were great ideas and there were stupid mistakes.

This year was very good to my career.  After being left at a hopeless crossroad, the Lord seemed to have lit up a path in neon lights (seriously, getting a call hours after deciding to give a career shift a try and clicking “send”? ).  This year I’ve rediscovered my passion for learning tickling the nerdox in me pink.   I’ve been given an opportunity to train abroad and learn so much.  And not only that, I’ve been given the opportunity to share the knowledge as well.

This year has also been very good to my social life.  I’ve reconnected with my old, fantabulous friends and made new, exciting ones.  This year, for the first time in my 26 and a half years, I’ve had fully booked LONG weekends, and a Monday night gimik which is just unheard of and too crazy for me before.  Yes, I am I used to be  I am pathetic-but-in-a-cute-way, right?

This year witnessed my family becoming more closely knit.  We were able to spend a lot of time together, more than in the past couple of years.  Imagine the joy of being able to spend Christmas together after so long.

2010 has been kinder to my health.  I think. Flomp flomp flomp.  Oh that was my body fat begging to disagree.

Well as for my lovelife, which I know you all (yes, all 3 of you) are itching to hear about, has unfortunately not been as blessed as the other aspects of my life, but I couldn’t have wished for more (in truth,yes, I could).  It’s not every year that I get a guy’s number without so much as lifting a finger (I didn’t call though. Too chicken). And this year has taught me a lot about the so-called “romance” and “dating” and “flirting” which I intend to put to good use in the fast- approaching new year.

I end this post with a note to 2011:  I promise you, I’ll make you my best year yet.  You shall be LEGEN…wait for it…DARY!

Greetings, earthlings!

Welcome to my blog!  Despite the name, you are not gonna read about a whiny, young(ish), wallflower complaining about how the world is full of jerks and scrubs.  Or maybe you are.  I have no friggin' idea. Mostly, it's experimental.  I just felt like my thoughts are important enough to be published.  Like my ideas are relevant to humanity and all that crap.  But if you are reading this, then maybe it is.  Or you're too much of a loser trying to feel good about yourself by reading how I struggle with loneliness.  I joke, I joke.   Basically, I'd like to see how long my singleship (whoa, I invented a word!) lasts while I enjoy my being unattached to the fullest. 

Yes, I am single since birth. I am 26 and a half (yes, i still use "and a half" like a pre-schooler) and never had anything close to a boyfriend.  I do not have an answer as to why I am still single, I dare you to figure out for yourself.   As far as I am concerned, I am a good-looking (ehem) intelligent woman (ehem-ehem) with a colorful personality to boot (EHEEERRRRMM). Not that I am bothered very much by my situation, mind you (operative phrase: very much).

Now why blog about it only now?  Well let's just say I used to think it will be a waste of time since I thought back then that I'll be attached "soon."  Several years passed and the only thing wasted is the time I spent not writing about it.  I wanted to write about it for self- inventory purposes, and letting people read about it will be to let them  pitch their two cents about it.  If anything, I've learned everyone wants to have a say on the subject.  I just want people to see what being single really means; dispel the common notions of desperation and loneliness while painting a realistic picture of being partnerless.  

Anyway, hope you'll have fun reading my posts.