an average friday night for the single girl. several hours consulting professional stylists (er... ur friends and an old dog eared cosmo), make up, primped, preened, lip glossed, heeled up and roaring. time to hit the clubs and pubs and parties, in search of "the one". it takes centuries of planning, perfecting queues, batting eyelashes until you spasm, before finally catching that lush guy at the other end of the bars' attention.
so the conversation starts flowing,(as does the wine...) and things get a little more comfortable. seems this fella is keen! score! he likes that quirky thing you do with your lips! he enjoys that offbeat movie you thought no one else had seen! he simply laughed with delight when you told him your hand-eye co-oridination was worse than a blind amputee. brilliant! and sooo your hopes are high and without even realising it, you start to plan ahead.
flash forward a week (or a month depending on how u play things)and this boy is infatuated. love. could it be?
and then something changes. all of a sudden those things you do start to annoy him. ur little quirks become serious pitfalls. he doesnt laugh so much as he scowls now....
heres the catch. it turns out that not only do we now face the chance that we may never find someone we connect with, but once we have, after all the mellowdrama that entails, we could still lose them, without doing anything wrong! not only do we have to attempt perfection when we meet someone, but it seams like these days, there's no letting your gaurd down.
we already have the pressure of finding someone out there that not only makes our tummy flutter, but that connects with us with regards to humour, life sense and in the bedroom;) and after all the time we spend finding this person, it leaves one with no guarantees. odds are likely in a years time all the things that make you who you are, the things this guy once couldnt get enough of, are now infact, the same things that repulse him.
perhaps in the long run its all worth it and makes us stronger blah blah but talk about pressure! so i think il be giving the whole dating scene a skip and enjoying all my little quirks,which i never grow tired of;)
