A little too late, but single no more.

Oh, wow, how do I even begin.

I have been successful so far in delaying discussing my move from Single Girl to In A Relationship Girl. It’s not that I don’t want to discuss it, because I do. It’s just that when I do have the time to sit down and write about it, my heart (why yes, I grew one over the years) and mind just aren’t in the right place. That, and because even after 20 months, I feel that I am still going through the motions. Which, if I were to really think about it, I’m not even sure I’m doing quite right.

But then again, maybe I am doing it right, or I just really have an awesome partner, since I’ve been Engaged Girl for almost 2 weeks now. ~gasp (I know right? When did I start becoming an adult?)

Phew. Seriously. Where do I even begin.

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Single Girl Diaries: She’s Not Afraid

Just because One Direction’s new album makes me so happy right now. ALSO. THIS SONG IS SO PERFECT. Did you guys make this for me? Aww. #WhatAFeeler :))

She sneaks out in the middle of the night, yeah
Tight dress with the top cut low
She’s addicted to the feeling of letting go
Oh, oh
Let it go

She walks in and the room just lights up
But she don’t want anyone to know
That I’m the only one that gets to take her home
Oh, oh
Take her home

But every time I tell her that I want more
She closes the door

She’s not afraid of all the attention
She’s not afraid of running wild
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?
She’s not afraid of scary movies
She likes the way we kiss in the dark
But she’s so afraid of f-f-falling in love
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Maybe she’s just trying to test me
Wanna see how hard I’m gonna work
Wanna see if I can really tell
How much she’s worth
What you’re worth
Or maybe all her friends have told her
Don’t get close or he’ll just break your heart
But either way, she’s teasing me
And it’s just so hard
So hard

Cause every time I tell her how I feel
She says it’s not real

She’s not afraid of all the attention
She’s not afraid of running wild
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?
She’s not afraid of scary movies
She likes the way we kiss in the dark
But she’s so afraid of f-f-falling in love
Oh, oh, oh, oh

What about all the things we say
Talking on the phone so late?
I can’t let her get away from me
Oh, oh

When I say that I can’t do it no more
She’s back at my door

She’s not afraid of all the attention
She’s not afraid of running wild
How come she’s so afraid of falling in love?
She’s not afraid of scary movies
She likes the way we kiss in the dark
But she’s so afraid of f-f-falling in love
Oh, oh, oh, oh

She’s not afraid
She’s not afraid
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh

Single Girl Diaries: La Zona De Amigos

New post format. I’ve decided not to spell out this feature’s name anymore just because embarrassment has finally caught up to me. (Really? Just now? LOL.) I feel like I’ve bared too much of my soul online already and every repost of entries with this title screams DESPERAAAAATE. But blogging about it makes me less frustrated and a few of you seem to be able to relate to it so ALL HAIL THIS (NOT SO SECRET) SOCIETY! Haha.

Today I would like to talk about The Friend Zone. If you search “friend zone” on Google, it will come back with really funny images. Here are a few favorites:

SO MUCH LELZ!
Even worse! :))
Friend Zone Fiona
SO TRUE :))
The King of the Friend Zone!

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Single Girl Diaries: Head or Heart?

My most favorite professor in the whole entire universe posed this question to me sometime ago: What would you rather be? Smart or in love? Me, being the idealistic person that I am, answered, “Smart AND in love.” Haha. Yeah. And she said it’s not possible to be both. In my head, though, the reason why I answered that is because that’s how I’ve been in the past. I’m in love like but on guard, if you get what I mean. (AND DING DING DING! THAT’S WHY I STILL DON’T HAVE A BOYFRIEND! [Oh yes, despite, over the past weeks, countless accusations and self-jokes about my being a lesbian, I’m sorry, I’m really not. LOL.])

Image from Tumblr

Anyway, the idea for this entry hit me the moment Favorite Prof asked me about it, but was only reinforced because of happenings as of late.

I relearned it’s really not possible to be smart and in love. Simple reasons/scenarios:

  • You act stupid when you do all these crazy things just to get the person you like to notice you.
  • You act stupid when you give meaning to everything your crush says/does.
  • You act stupid when you overanalyze why certain things are and aren’t in relation to your crush (technically, your ability to analyze means you aren’t stupid. It’s only stupid ’cause you could be doing something else, like saving the environment or reading Harry Potter).
  • You act stupid when you give a person complete power over your emotions.

I am so disappointed. And torn. But I’m still determined to find a balance between them. #PsychPower #YeahRight

I told a friend of mine recently that I have already found The One (and The Two and The Three, LOL), but that I won’t be doing anything about it anymore ’cause that’s just so 2008. Haha. I found myself breaking this for a couple days, though, but only so I could perform little Inception-y things. #PsychPower #YeahRight #ButYouBestBelieveIt

Call me cheesy but I believe in destiny. I believe that if it’s for me, it will happen (although we also have to do our part in making it happen). Let’s just say I’ve already done my part and I’m kind of frustrated ’cause I realized I was acting stupid while laying out all the ammunition. (Haha, whut!) So I’m done with the heart part, back to the head. Just waiting for things to fall into place.

This entry is so vague and scatterbrained. Tsk. I’ll come up with better ones next time. Kind of easing myself back into blogging. Haven’t done it in a month. @_@

So anyway, what would you rather be? Smart or in love?

Single Girl Diaries: PASSION

YES. IN ALL CAPS.

Not the kind of passion you’re probably thinking about right now, though, but PASSION for doing things you love doing, most especially art.

My best friend messaged me this afternoon, telling me about a random realization of hers. In her words: “I just realized that I’m so passionate about dancing and it scares me because I don’t know if I’ll ever feel that way about another person.” BAM! CUE THE VIOLINS PLEASE! (Ooh, violins, more on this later!) Kidding aside, she explained how some dancers can make her feel a range of emotions when they dance, but how this doesn’t necessarily translate to her having feelings for the dancer. And then she goes on saying that if someone could give her the same myriad of emotions, that’s when she’d know he was The One.

I was already giving her crap early on about how dramatic this realization was when I suddenly threw this statement at her: Maybe you just have to find the right dancer first who will dance with you… And then you can feel the emotions together. LIKE WHUUUUT. :))

N’s peg. (Click image to view video)

 

Anyway, I don’t think our mensies have synced (LOL) since we haven’t really seen each other in a while but it just goes to show how in tune our brainwaves are. See, I’ve been thinking about the same sort of topic the past few days, mostly brought about by amazing things I’ve found on the internet. And now I really hope that Chief Music Guy isn’t viewing my site at the moment ’cause that would just be embarrassing but I’ve been feeling quite inspired lately and I’ve also come to this realization: I am drawn to guys who are passionate about what they do (and also equally rock at it). I want someone who’s so passionate about what he does that his passion would push me to excel in my craft and become a better version of myself. This has always been a standard but it’s only now I got to put it into words. Let’s just say that after much cyberstalking, I’ve added two new post-its to my Wall of When The Hell Am I Going To Do This:

Anyhoo, I showed N this video and I told her about the fire that burned (and continues to burn) in my heart after watching it. I couldn’t put it into words and I was all just, “Ugh, I can’t explain!” But she got it right away ’cause she mentioned it was the same fire burning in her heart when it came to dance. Gosh. Are we best friends or what?

But wait, lemme try to articulate this feeling. OH. HERE: I am so amazed when people defy or surpass expectations on just how much change art can have on society. Actually, I’m amazed in general when people defy or surpass what is expected of them. Like NASA mohawk guy. Or Chuck Bartowsky. Or Tony Stark.

PASSION. PASSION. PASSION. PASSION. PASSION. I can’t stress this enough. There is nothing sexier than a person full of passion (in all aspects, fine). N told me about something she tweeted before in relation to this: I like guys who can dance, but I love dancers. I like guys who can sing, but I love singers. As much as I like a guy who does what he can, I’ll love him more for doing what he loves.

BOOM.

So there.

 

P.S. I’ve recently placed this as my FB status: I want to be a better musician. Who wants to help me out? Non-creepy collaborators are welcome to step forward. XD

P.P.S. I want to study in Juilliard.

P.P.P.S. I am not obsessed. I am inspired.

Single Girl Diaries: Your (My) Singleness Through Singles

First of all, thank you SO much for the overwhelming response on my previous blog entry! Thank you to Rian for giving us the chance to “Freshly Press” ourselves through her blog. It was such a good idea and I have her to thank for being the primary reason for the sudden spike in my site’s traffic. (Seriously. I don’t know how I’m going to explain these stats to my professor once she checks my site, LOL.)

I would also like to thank everyone who commented and gave insights on the topic (hello, Dadaf, you still owe me a blog reply, haha). It was nice reading about your experiences, I honestly gained some new perspectives! 🙂

Anyway, I was on my way to school this morning when John Mayer’s song, Perfectly Lonely, played on my iPod. That got me thinking of creating this next entry. I’m totally milking this feature for all its worth but do back me up on this. Haha. Here are some songs that explain why I’m you’re (still) perfectly lonely happy.

(DISCLAIMER: These may or may not apply to me. LOL.)

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