Being Single

I haven't blogged in awhile. This is because I'm going through this phase where I feel quieter and more secluded and like I don't have anything important to say. There could be several reasons for this.
1. I'm too busy. All the time. I don't have time to talk.
2. I forget to. Being a senior has my mind on so many different things, it's no surprise that I'm lost in my head all the time.
3. I'm too tired. I work 5-10 most nights, and then add having to read chapters from my Anatomy book, and other random homework crap, and texting til my thumbs are sore... Yeah. I should sleep more. I don't get to bed until well after midnight most nights.
4. Everybody's got their special somebody, leaving me with my nobody to realize I have no idea who I am without my friends who are off and away with their special somebodies.

So, that brings me to this post's title. How exactly am I dealing with single life? I'll put it this way:

Why Being Single Rocks:

• It's all I've ever known. Yeah, I've had crushes, and then a few people who have had crushes on me, but I really don't think it's ever been mutual in either case. Mostly because I think a lot of people are just creepy, and stuff. So, I've never really been in a relationship, excluding that weird week during the beginning of freshman year I "dated" a guy I had met at a concert. But that doesn't count. With all that being said, being in a relationship would be a whole new world to me, and who's to say I'm ready for that? Because as of right now, I don't even know.
• Time. Already, time is a huge issue with me. There's just not enough hours in a day, not enough days in a week, and definately not enough days in a month. So, throw a boyfriend into that, and who knows? The world could explode. Or my brain. Whatever.
• Independance. I've always been really independant, even when I was little. I like it like that.
• Truthfully, I don't have to shave my legs. Who's going to care if I don't? Not me.
• I can have an amazing relationship with God. What's stopping me? Besides time, and all that?

Why Being Single Sucks Big Ones:

• I've got all this cuddle and nobody but my sweater cat and Summer to share it with.
• Those days when I need to talk to somebody, and everybody is busy would definately go by a lot smoother, I would think. Since there'd be someone who'd talk to me.
• Adventures are not fun alone. Adventures would be awesome dates.
• I like it when I get butterflies in my stomach. It'd be nice to know I can make someone feel them too.
• I can't feel like something is wrong with me anymore.

This stuff has always been really confusing. I really can't say if I'd be happier single or with someone. I'm sure I'm fine either way. As long as I don't end up alone with 12 cats. I probably won't. God just hasn't brought my somebody to me. Or to my attention. He will when he knows I'm ready.

He loves us.