Thursday, March 7, 2013

It Is What It Is

Ah, life, how can you move on when I remain stagnate? I've been trying to be more of a positive person. Well, I think I've always been positive, but people are starting to take notice. Well, maybe positive is the wrong word. I just don't like when people are killing my funk with negativity. I just want to have fun conversations about nothing. Occasionally, I like talking serious to soothe my ancient American soul. One thing I like about myself is my nature for accepting things that I can not change. I'm not like that all the time, but I eventually come to the realization about certain things and I accept them.

'It Is What It Is' is an idiomatic phrase, indicating the immutable nature of an object or circumstance.

Single; single; single. I accept it, but man I'm getting tired of it though. The more I think about the Science tutor, the more I hate him. He just stopped contacting me and started going on that site again. Honestly, I'm glad we're not talking. What bugs me is that we pinky promised we would stay friends if we should ever break. He's a 29 year old child. Thinking back at our time together, I just feel like he pushed himself into my comfort zone; refusing to stop when I said 'stop' and guilting me into feeling a certain way when I wasn't sure how I felt.

My best friend wants to set me up with her boyfriend's best friend. Maybe it's the whole online dating mind set, but I'd rather get to know him via text first before meeting him. It would be major awkward.. Ahh.. a museum date would be perfect. We could stare mindlessly at art and poking fun at the blank canvases that made their way into the biggest museums in the city. I would get to know him and he would get a taste of my funny personality. But oh wells.. it's hard making a guy like you upon first meeting. I need to sweet talk him into liking me via text because I'm only charming with written words. Hmm.. I'm going to try extra hard this year to find someone. I'm going to keep an open mind.

The time has come. Love will not come via light rain. It's gonna hurricane.
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