Hey world, or perhaps the select few who continue to read my rants and revelations, how’s it going? I haven’t really been blogging much the past few days, just been in this mental space of figuring life out and analyzing my emotions.
For most of my life I’ve always chased after guys or had some type of male interaction, but for the first time I’m not trippin’ over my current situation. I’ve got to the point where I’m sick of entertaining and dealing with men that are just lame, they may look good, but their personality is so dull. Literally, I’d rather get inside of a Donkey Kong barrel and roll down a hill, while the barrel is on fire, instead of hanging with guys who are lifeless. That scenario may seem highly dangerous and it is true, my hair and body would probably catch on fire, but I’m just saying…some guys I meet are that dull and depressing and push me to seek high octane activities.
I’m thinking of taking up tennis lessons or rock climbing, at least it would give me a great cardio and strength workout. I have so many things I really want to accomplish and the hassle of a relationship turns me off. I’m not in the mood to call someone all the time, to worry about there whereabouts, to make sure I don’t flirt with a certain guy on my FB wall (I’m a flirt), and I’m not in the mood to waste time with a guy who doesn’t spark my interest.
It’s not like I don’t meet, in person, online, and through networking. Every week I’m engaging in some type of male connection, even if it’s the guy at the grocery store trying to make small talk (those moments always feel so forced). I don’t mind small talk but it’s frustrating when it feels forced, as if the person stood there glancing at me from a distance ,thinking of the right combination of words in order to grasp my attention. I’m not one for cliche lines and compliments that could have easily come from a Drake song. Those type of antics immediately turn me off, even if the guy is the finest specimen I’ve ever seen, I’m still turned off by the lack of originality.
Being single is a great mental state for me to be in right, especially considering the fact I just haven’t found what I’m looking for. I love men with a passion, especially different flavors and ambitions. I love men to an extent that I don’t even blog about, I could literally sit here and discuss men all day and my personal experiences, but I like to leave some things a mystery. To be honest I just haven’t found a guy worth me taking serious to the point of committing and seriously meaning it. But even though I’m not looking for a relationship, I still occasionally go on dates. I may not want something serious, but I do have some very close guy friends and I’m always open to more, depending on the personality. I can’t stand men that are nerdy and sarcastic, I just want to punch them in their boney arms. See, there is a difference between a nerd and a geek. A nerd will talk a whole bunch of stuff and be all sarcastic about solving a problem, but a geek will just touch basis on it and then solve the problem right then and there. Geeks are action oriented, nerds are more concerned about using as many words in the dictionary in order to explain the process of a virus scan.
I’ve never in my life been a nerd and nerdy men turn me off in a major way. Yes, I am slightly geeky but my dominant personality traits are artistic. But nerds can be so annoying and mean to me. It’s not the fact they may not have the best style or they may be super skinny, but it’s that nasty sarcastic attitude. I may be sarcastic but I don’t analyze every little thing people say and try to correct them. Can’t stand that! I also can’t stand men that really aren’t that impressive and I’m especially not sexually attracted to them, but they try to be so macho. They flaunt the clothes, the car they have in there name and not their mom’s, and then they brag about how much of intellect and classy they are. Dude, I don’t care about any of that crap you have, I got my own stuff and don’t need to be with a man because of his nice car and how classy he is.
Anyone who truly knows me, understands that I’m a renaissance woman. I thrive off the arts and culture, I don’t thrive off of materialistic expression. I care about the meanings behind a painting instead of it’s monetary value and I’m more concerned with how a car can impact the environment, rather then the cost of it. My passion in life surrounds the arts and I’d rather be single for a very long time then be with a guy who doesn’t understand the arts. If I say I’m working on a painting or want to see an art show, don’t just say “Oh, okay. That’s cool.” I hate those shallow responses that don’t hold any depth and don’t elaborate on my statement. At that point I just end the conversation with an excuse or say I’m not feeling it and walk away.
So I may not be able to find a guy who sparks my interest right now, so what? It’s not the end of the world being single, and the world didn’t end yesterday, so I’m sure I still have time to figure things out. I just wanted to get all this stuff out of my head and into a written format, so if you’re wondering how I’m feeling in life right now, well now you know. I’m single and not trippin’. I’m not looking for another lame and dull relationship with a guy who looks okay but lacks that height I’m attracted to or doesn’t have a sense of humor that meshes with mine. I’m artistic, raw, witty, passionate, aggressive, romantic, avant-garde, and I’m a single woman trying to graduate college and set up a life for myself. I still go on dates every now and then, meeting some cool guys who I’m still getting to know, but their is no rush. I’ve got a lot of time and the world hasn’t ended yet, so I’ve still got the time to maybe fall in love and seriously mean it.
*Since the world didn’t end yesterday, here is one of my favorite work out songs.*
Britney Spears: Till the World Ends