Monday, April 16, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
unhooked
its been awhile since i've written something...primarily because i had no inspiration before i read an article in the new york times
the hookup: does it inhibit the ability to have a true relationship?
First and foremost, the title of this blog post is that of the real book...i'm planning on checking it out for pure curiousity
secondly, i wonder if the author is right...i wonder if random hookups are indeed inhibiting our generation's ability to have a real relationship. since i've been rather cryptic in this blog about myself, i'll give a hint: i'm in the 18-25 age bracket...although i feel next year will begin the perpetuatal cycle of remaining the same age
back to the purpose of this blog...i think that random hookups may inhibit one's ability to truly open oneself up to relationships. however, i believe the greater problem is the inorbinent number of women who must make the choice between suffering in silence by being lonely OR the hookup.
unfortuantely, we are no longer in the era where men ask women on dates every day...meeting them at their doorstep with a long stem rose to go on a date. in fact, no one really dates anymore...period. most women are one of the following: 1) have NO relationship/dating/ hookup life whatsoever, 2) have a random hookup every once in a while, 3) have a hookup buddy, or 4) (seems like the vast minority of educated women) in a relationship. some of the more fortunate are in relationships but for the majority of us, that possibility seems as likely as winning 100 million in the powerball lottery. in fact, i think i have better odds of winning the millions...
but back to the point: although the hookup may injure the ability to be in relationships, what is a young woman who is hopelessly single to do? certainly waiting for the magical day her door will be broken down by young suitors anxiously awaiting to take her to a movie is painstakingly illogical. similarly keeping oneself busy in an attempt to avoid the pangs of singlehood is equally unsatisfying. at some point, you have to sit down and think...and that moment, you realize that again, you're sitting by yourself, your girlfriends, or your pet of choice
so i pose the question: if you, like myself, are one of the majority of successful, fairly good looking women who are perpetually single...who seem to be the perfect "best friend/ advisor/ wish i had met you before", is it better to suffer in silence and pretend you don't mind being single for what seems like the majority of your 20s or have a hookup everyone once and a while to keep you sane?
any suggestions would be greatly appreciated
the hookup: does it inhibit the ability to have a true relationship?
First and foremost, the title of this blog post is that of the real book...i'm planning on checking it out for pure curiousity
secondly, i wonder if the author is right...i wonder if random hookups are indeed inhibiting our generation's ability to have a real relationship. since i've been rather cryptic in this blog about myself, i'll give a hint: i'm in the 18-25 age bracket...although i feel next year will begin the perpetuatal cycle of remaining the same age
back to the purpose of this blog...i think that random hookups may inhibit one's ability to truly open oneself up to relationships. however, i believe the greater problem is the inorbinent number of women who must make the choice between suffering in silence by being lonely OR the hookup.
unfortuantely, we are no longer in the era where men ask women on dates every day...meeting them at their doorstep with a long stem rose to go on a date. in fact, no one really dates anymore...period. most women are one of the following: 1) have NO relationship/dating/ hookup life whatsoever, 2) have a random hookup every once in a while, 3) have a hookup buddy, or 4) (seems like the vast minority of educated women) in a relationship. some of the more fortunate are in relationships but for the majority of us, that possibility seems as likely as winning 100 million in the powerball lottery. in fact, i think i have better odds of winning the millions...
but back to the point: although the hookup may injure the ability to be in relationships, what is a young woman who is hopelessly single to do? certainly waiting for the magical day her door will be broken down by young suitors anxiously awaiting to take her to a movie is painstakingly illogical. similarly keeping oneself busy in an attempt to avoid the pangs of singlehood is equally unsatisfying. at some point, you have to sit down and think...and that moment, you realize that again, you're sitting by yourself, your girlfriends, or your pet of choice
so i pose the question: if you, like myself, are one of the majority of successful, fairly good looking women who are perpetually single...who seem to be the perfect "best friend/ advisor/ wish i had met you before", is it better to suffer in silence and pretend you don't mind being single for what seems like the majority of your 20s or have a hookup everyone once and a while to keep you sane?
any suggestions would be greatly appreciated
Saturday, March 3, 2007
i wish it would rain down on me....
ok, no, not really...but its a great song by phil collins
Seriously though...i've been thinking lately...how is life supposed to work? My question de jure, how are relationships supposed to work? How do they get started if both people just sit there and twiddle their thumbs?
I tried the "let me sit there and patiently wait" and managed to find the polar opposite of what i was looking for...twice. Then i did a 180 and tried the "let me go out" and found nothing at all. Now, i'm trying nothing...don't know what to try. When you are yourself, you open yourself up to getting hurt. When you keep closed, no one approaches and you sit in the recesses of your loneliness.
I wish there were a manual somewhere that said what works and what doesn't. I'm not that hardheaded...if i had directions, i would follow them.
I've been waiting for someone...that knight in shining armour to come and sweep me off my feet. Is that a delusion taught to little girls to keep them occupied with their shiny dolls? Do guys like that still exist or are they all so damaged from horrible women that they no longer have that sparkle in their eyes.
If i knew the answer to these questions, i'd be on larry king live and npr instead of in the frozen tundra attending law school.
oh well..thought i'd vent
Seriously though...i've been thinking lately...how is life supposed to work? My question de jure, how are relationships supposed to work? How do they get started if both people just sit there and twiddle their thumbs?
I tried the "let me sit there and patiently wait" and managed to find the polar opposite of what i was looking for...twice. Then i did a 180 and tried the "let me go out" and found nothing at all. Now, i'm trying nothing...don't know what to try. When you are yourself, you open yourself up to getting hurt. When you keep closed, no one approaches and you sit in the recesses of your loneliness.
I wish there were a manual somewhere that said what works and what doesn't. I'm not that hardheaded...if i had directions, i would follow them.
I've been waiting for someone...that knight in shining armour to come and sweep me off my feet. Is that a delusion taught to little girls to keep them occupied with their shiny dolls? Do guys like that still exist or are they all so damaged from horrible women that they no longer have that sparkle in their eyes.
If i knew the answer to these questions, i'd be on larry king live and npr instead of in the frozen tundra attending law school.
oh well..thought i'd vent
Saturday, February 24, 2007
first you're wrong, now try again
You know when you have a certain impression of someone and they prove you wrong. Yup...it happens. But I have no complaints when they end up being wonderful and you thought they were crazy...we shall see...i may have to resign my past position on some things...
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
love, marriage, debate, and decisions....
Alright, apparently i'm now a blogging addict...I'm going to fail out of law school if i dont' manage to get this under control but I digress...
Today is Valentine's day and in the first time since 2004, I've actually been HAPPY on the dark day of doom. I'm still single...no magical secret admirer, but somehow, I'm still happy. Why? Is it because I have friends who truly care about me or parents who love me? My guess..that has a lot to do with it. But also, I've come to the simplest of realizations...I can't take the easy way out in my life...i dont' work like that.
Easy way with regards to what you may ask? Mainly, as has been the center of my non-legal focus over the last few months, in regards to guys. I've been single for a while now (for specific details, look at the above date and do the math:-p) and during most of the time, while either trying to get into law school or focusing on life in general, i've tried to figure out what would make me happy in a relationship. It took roughly two years to figure that part out...I'm a simple girl...only the finest things in life will do.
Seriously though, my biggest thing has been realizing that all I really wanted from a guy is love, respect, and kindness. There are a few other factors that are important but we'll save those for another blog. However, amongst those, the most important is love. I want someone who is going to love me for me...my crazy idiosyncracies and all. Someone who recognizes that I may feel the sudden urge to write an inspirational blog at 1am...someone who realizes that i may go to bed at 10pm for no other reason thaan i want to. Someone who understands the illogical way I work and appreciates as well as respects it anyways. Someone who accepts me...not an idealized version of me that they must sit on a pedestal for idolization.
Ironically enough....up until now, i thought those things were enough. Until this very moment, I really thought that would make me happy...finding a person who has all those things. Then i realized...relationships are more than that. They are a mix between pleasure and pain...sitting in the middle of an abyss of self-imposed misery and lust. Relationships are illogical...they are not meant to be understood and analytically examined as a patient on an examining table. Most interestingly, they are felt as well as explored.
Trust me, i've been in the worldwind romance...they're not all they're cracked up to be and may leave you more traumatized then when you entered. However, that only happens if you forget the important thing...you must be in love with the person and objectively want to be with them.
Some of my friends have been debating lately whether love is even necessary in a long term relationship. They believe that marriage should return to the days of the business transaction simply engaged in for the purpose of reproduction. Under this premise, mutual support is the primary focus of this union.
I find this view problematic for several reasons...the most important of which being this seems strangely close to depriving people of their feelings and boiling down the sacred to a contract. Guess what...i've taken contracts...it gets boring...i suppose in this one you have an offer (will you be my boyfriend/husband)+ acceptance (yes) + consideration (mutual support + the perks of marriage). Somehow I dont' think relationships should be this simple...this quick and dirty...this much of an equation.
Which gets me back to my original story...no taking the easy way out...well, there's someone in my life which would fit the equational version of relationships. He would ultimately support me, has lofty goals, and all around would be a fairly decent selection if we were in the dark ages and i still had a dowry. However, the problem is that unnecessary, illogical element that i find so important, love, aint there. Won't be there...can't be there.
Fine, some people say...they say you can have a successful relationship without it. Really i ask? How can you have a successful relationship if you want to talk to the person but NEVER want them to touch you. I guess that'll make the whole childbearing premise difficult to meet. Who knows...maybe we'll go way back for a blast into the past where I have no choice but to be with someone. But until that dreadful day, I dont' think its worth it. You see...being in a relationship without the butterflies...without the nervous ticks...without the stupid little "i'll do this because i know it will impress you" moves isn't being in a relationship at all. Its being a slave. Its punishing yourself to a lifetime of misery and trying to justify it because you "should be happy". Well, the sky should be blue, it should stop snowing, I should rule the universe (hahah, not), ultimately, should isn't is. And you CANNOT justify or rationalize yourself into being happy unless you truly are. You can't be truly happy in a relationship that you are forcing yourself to want to be in unless you never knew any better. For most of us, we do know the difference and this type of forcing will not work.
Thus, Mr. on paper wonderful will not work...because the only reason i could justify being with him is what the paper says. Don't get me wrong...the paper is impressive...but impressive isnt' good enough. Not to spend a week, month, rest of my life with...and I'm getting old...i have to start thinking like that.
I'm happy today because I know I have friends and family who love me. I have to believe in my heart that God wouldnt' put us here to be merely "on paper happy" with someone while living our spirits and souls deprived of true love. Last time I checked, God created love and the sensation of falling in love...if we werent' supposed to do it, it wouldnt' exist. I have to believe that one day, someone who is "mr. paper happy" will truly make me happy...and that my friends, is the person i should end up with.
Today is Valentine's day and in the first time since 2004, I've actually been HAPPY on the dark day of doom. I'm still single...no magical secret admirer, but somehow, I'm still happy. Why? Is it because I have friends who truly care about me or parents who love me? My guess..that has a lot to do with it. But also, I've come to the simplest of realizations...I can't take the easy way out in my life...i dont' work like that.
Easy way with regards to what you may ask? Mainly, as has been the center of my non-legal focus over the last few months, in regards to guys. I've been single for a while now (for specific details, look at the above date and do the math:-p) and during most of the time, while either trying to get into law school or focusing on life in general, i've tried to figure out what would make me happy in a relationship. It took roughly two years to figure that part out...I'm a simple girl...only the finest things in life will do.
Seriously though, my biggest thing has been realizing that all I really wanted from a guy is love, respect, and kindness. There are a few other factors that are important but we'll save those for another blog. However, amongst those, the most important is love. I want someone who is going to love me for me...my crazy idiosyncracies and all. Someone who recognizes that I may feel the sudden urge to write an inspirational blog at 1am...someone who realizes that i may go to bed at 10pm for no other reason thaan i want to. Someone who understands the illogical way I work and appreciates as well as respects it anyways. Someone who accepts me...not an idealized version of me that they must sit on a pedestal for idolization.
Ironically enough....up until now, i thought those things were enough. Until this very moment, I really thought that would make me happy...finding a person who has all those things. Then i realized...relationships are more than that. They are a mix between pleasure and pain...sitting in the middle of an abyss of self-imposed misery and lust. Relationships are illogical...they are not meant to be understood and analytically examined as a patient on an examining table. Most interestingly, they are felt as well as explored.
Trust me, i've been in the worldwind romance...they're not all they're cracked up to be and may leave you more traumatized then when you entered. However, that only happens if you forget the important thing...you must be in love with the person and objectively want to be with them.
Some of my friends have been debating lately whether love is even necessary in a long term relationship. They believe that marriage should return to the days of the business transaction simply engaged in for the purpose of reproduction. Under this premise, mutual support is the primary focus of this union.
I find this view problematic for several reasons...the most important of which being this seems strangely close to depriving people of their feelings and boiling down the sacred to a contract. Guess what...i've taken contracts...it gets boring...i suppose in this one you have an offer (will you be my boyfriend/husband)+ acceptance (yes) + consideration (mutual support + the perks of marriage). Somehow I dont' think relationships should be this simple...this quick and dirty...this much of an equation.
Which gets me back to my original story...no taking the easy way out...well, there's someone in my life which would fit the equational version of relationships. He would ultimately support me, has lofty goals, and all around would be a fairly decent selection if we were in the dark ages and i still had a dowry. However, the problem is that unnecessary, illogical element that i find so important, love, aint there. Won't be there...can't be there.
Fine, some people say...they say you can have a successful relationship without it. Really i ask? How can you have a successful relationship if you want to talk to the person but NEVER want them to touch you. I guess that'll make the whole childbearing premise difficult to meet. Who knows...maybe we'll go way back for a blast into the past where I have no choice but to be with someone. But until that dreadful day, I dont' think its worth it. You see...being in a relationship without the butterflies...without the nervous ticks...without the stupid little "i'll do this because i know it will impress you" moves isn't being in a relationship at all. Its being a slave. Its punishing yourself to a lifetime of misery and trying to justify it because you "should be happy". Well, the sky should be blue, it should stop snowing, I should rule the universe (hahah, not), ultimately, should isn't is. And you CANNOT justify or rationalize yourself into being happy unless you truly are. You can't be truly happy in a relationship that you are forcing yourself to want to be in unless you never knew any better. For most of us, we do know the difference and this type of forcing will not work.
Thus, Mr. on paper wonderful will not work...because the only reason i could justify being with him is what the paper says. Don't get me wrong...the paper is impressive...but impressive isnt' good enough. Not to spend a week, month, rest of my life with...and I'm getting old...i have to start thinking like that.
I'm happy today because I know I have friends and family who love me. I have to believe in my heart that God wouldnt' put us here to be merely "on paper happy" with someone while living our spirits and souls deprived of true love. Last time I checked, God created love and the sensation of falling in love...if we werent' supposed to do it, it wouldnt' exist. I have to believe that one day, someone who is "mr. paper happy" will truly make me happy...and that my friends, is the person i should end up with.
Monday, February 12, 2007
horoscopes
So i was going to bed...and then i started thinking about my horoscope the other day which claimed i'd "find love by the 13th"...
Although I always thought horoscopes were nothing more than scientific mumbo jumbo, surprisingly enough, this one turned out to be true...but with a hell of a twist
A person from my past popped up and decided (again) that it would a great idea to go all out on Valentine's Day. I'm not so sure how to deal with this. Normally i'd be estactic with a horoscope like that coming true but why couldn't it quite work the way i'd planned? I guess the whole cliche be careful what you wish for is really true..that or else God has a sense of humor.
I don't know...lately, i've been wondering what's going on with everyone i know getting engaged, hitched, and so forth. On the one hand, I worry that I missed the train and this horoscope was some sort of sign saying look in the past for answers. On the other, the past is there for a reason and I should leave it there. Then that leaves two questions: 1) what did that horoscope really mean and 2) what lies ahead of me.
Back to the horoscope, my guess is that I should leave the past where it is...even though my friend there doesnt' want to do the same thing. Sometimes the hardest decision is deciding against what you want...in my case, turning him down to again, be lil' miss independently single. Not a bad decision...but not what I want. However, its hard to get what you want if you're distracted by what you think you need so its time to clear up the distractions...after the best day of this month ends:-p
On to question two...who knows what lies in front of me. Hopefully not a life spent with cats. True, most of my friends are getting engaged and I'm happy for them. However, in no way do I feel I've met the person I'm supposed to feel that way about. I hope I didn't somehow run Mr. Soulmate away by my random thoughts and questions about how the world works. Although nowadays I wonder if soul mates truly exist...if anyone has any insights about that one, please let me know.
Oh well, to bed I go...gotta let this cough medicine wear off...
Although I always thought horoscopes were nothing more than scientific mumbo jumbo, surprisingly enough, this one turned out to be true...but with a hell of a twist
A person from my past popped up and decided (again) that it would a great idea to go all out on Valentine's Day. I'm not so sure how to deal with this. Normally i'd be estactic with a horoscope like that coming true but why couldn't it quite work the way i'd planned? I guess the whole cliche be careful what you wish for is really true..that or else God has a sense of humor.
I don't know...lately, i've been wondering what's going on with everyone i know getting engaged, hitched, and so forth. On the one hand, I worry that I missed the train and this horoscope was some sort of sign saying look in the past for answers. On the other, the past is there for a reason and I should leave it there. Then that leaves two questions: 1) what did that horoscope really mean and 2) what lies ahead of me.
Back to the horoscope, my guess is that I should leave the past where it is...even though my friend there doesnt' want to do the same thing. Sometimes the hardest decision is deciding against what you want...in my case, turning him down to again, be lil' miss independently single. Not a bad decision...but not what I want. However, its hard to get what you want if you're distracted by what you think you need so its time to clear up the distractions...after the best day of this month ends:-p
On to question two...who knows what lies in front of me. Hopefully not a life spent with cats. True, most of my friends are getting engaged and I'm happy for them. However, in no way do I feel I've met the person I'm supposed to feel that way about. I hope I didn't somehow run Mr. Soulmate away by my random thoughts and questions about how the world works. Although nowadays I wonder if soul mates truly exist...if anyone has any insights about that one, please let me know.
Oh well, to bed I go...gotta let this cough medicine wear off...
Sunday, February 11, 2007
the beginning
Considering I always refused to blog no matter how many times people asked me to do it, amazing what a dose of medicine inspires.
I suppose this is my introduction to the blogging world...although this poses the interesting question of what do i do now? I've officially started a blog in which i haven't nothing in particular to say so for this one moment in time, this may be a free standing representation of my current state of cough medicine induced clarity.
I wonder...is this how it feels to jump feet first into a realm of the unknown? To post your thoughts when you have no idea how they will be received by the rest of the world. Better yet, is this how it feels to be truly liberated from your day-to-day self, hello, how do you do, self? Is this how it feels to express yourself unafraid and unaffected by others perceptions? Or is this how it is to take a giant leap into the deepest recesses of your soul...
Those are all questions I may or may not tackle another day...for now, this is just the beginning and i'll leave you with a hello.
I suppose this is my introduction to the blogging world...although this poses the interesting question of what do i do now? I've officially started a blog in which i haven't nothing in particular to say so for this one moment in time, this may be a free standing representation of my current state of cough medicine induced clarity.
I wonder...is this how it feels to jump feet first into a realm of the unknown? To post your thoughts when you have no idea how they will be received by the rest of the world. Better yet, is this how it feels to be truly liberated from your day-to-day self, hello, how do you do, self? Is this how it feels to express yourself unafraid and unaffected by others perceptions? Or is this how it is to take a giant leap into the deepest recesses of your soul...
Those are all questions I may or may not tackle another day...for now, this is just the beginning and i'll leave you with a hello.
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