Thursday, 27 September 2012

Where is my love?

10:45 pm.
Writing notes for Economics Chapter 1 and 2.
How wonderful (:
It's tough being a senior, I'll admit that.
I have to go back to my work in a few minutes, so I'll keep this post short and sweet (like cotton candy)
I am on a search for love.
True love.
It's true that I've been in relationships before, but somehow... none of them worked out.
I think it's because I didn't treat my boyfriend like.. a boyfriend.
You know, when a girl talks about her relationship with a guy, she always says:

Oh my gosh! We were holding hands and we were walking on rainbows and riding on ponies!
It was just so wonderful.
I feel like I'm flying.

Okay. Not really. But, seriously, this is how they talk:

He's really sweet. He just... understands me, you know? He knows all of my flaws, but loves them 
and I know all of his flaws, but I love them. We just... connect.

Yeah, you see... I never had that experience before.
I think the problem here is that... I always have this korean set of mind when it comes to dating. I always expect the guy to do everything! I seriously have to understand that girls and guys are on an equal level. Girls have to do things for the guys too... This is very sad.

Example 1:

I never waited for my boyfriend in front of his class.

Example 2:

I never really showed PDA with my boyfriend.

Example 3:

I never confronted any of the problems that I had with my boyfriend.

Example 4:

Out of nowhere, I would just get turned off by his physical appearance.

Example 5:

I would just be.... a bad girlfriend.

Maybe I'm not suited to be a good girlfriend, who knows... OR maybe I'm not mature enough to be in a serious relationship. Nevertheless, I'm still envious of all those girls who have been dating their boyfriends for years.

I hope I find the guy soon.
I don't know who it's going to be, but I do want to find him.
And love him so much that I abandon my terrible habbit of being a bad girlfriend.
This post... is not THAT short, but not THAT long (:
Just wish me luck in finding that guy.
Hopefully, I fall in a deep, sweet  love that tastes like cotton candy.