Alright, I'm finally a tiny bit inspired, but not in a good way.
WHY does the entire world seem to care so much about whether I have a boyfriend or not? Why is it everyone's business? Why does it matter?
Just a moment ago the Linins of the Week guy came in to replace our rug like he does every Tuesday morning. I was making boring small talk like always while he put down the new rug and get out the invoice for me to sign. Out of nowhere he asked if I was married.
"No," I said, slightly taken aback.
"Really? You do look young."
"I'm 22." If I looked too young to be married, why did he ask?
"Oh ok. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"What?" he said, looking surprised, "why not?"
HOW DO YOU RESPOND TO THIS QUESTION?
"I don't know," I said, getting mad, scribbling my John Hancock on his electrical thing and waiting for my invoice. He printed it out and handed it to me, mumbling something I could not understand, probably about how sad my life is. Finally he left, leaving me annoyed and confused.
So here is my question to the world: how do you answer that question? I get asked this a LOT for some reason, and it's starting to get on my nerves. Am I just too uptight? I don't know. I used to just laugh it off, but I really think there must be a sign on my head that says "please ask me why I don't have a boyfriend even though I hardly know you, I am totally cool with that," because it just keeps happening.
Next time someone asks I'm going to say "This is why!" and punch them in the face. Not really. But I will in my head. I was looking at this Yoga Numerology thing online the other day with Tiffany and it said that my personality was violent and that I loved confrontations and the like. At the time I laughed, it was totally wrong, but now I'm not so sure. I swear I'm a nice person.
Alright, enough ranting. Maybe I should make another New Year's resolution (one to grown on) to stop complaining so much. I feel like that's all I ever do.