Last Tuesday was my birthday, I am 22 years old. I am to some extent balanced. I know what I want for now, my goals are rational, achievable and to the point. I want to pass my Masters pre courses with good grades, to have fun and break the routine as much as possible. I have managed doing this. Snappy has been of great help. He managed to get me out of the depression and self-loathing I have been in. Drowning in work does nothing, but sucking the life out of you. On my birthday, I received a lot of presents, love, peace, and joy to which I am grateful. I celebrated my birthday yesterday going out with some friends out of the blue! It was pleasant.
Yet, I feel the need to find someone to share my happiness, I feel the need to search for a partner, an equal. I want someone to encourage me and get me to project the best in me to the outside world. I want to hear sweet words to make me swoon and I want the intellectual debate. I want my mind and heart to be fed. I need to feel that I am special, not that I am not. I am quite aware of myself being strange and unique, I love it and I bask in it. It is just that now, although I have a plate full of assignments, corrections, studying and work, I am ready to experience what it truly is to be in a stable relationship with adventures, operas, theatre, workshops, dining out, travelling and romance. I think I am mature enough to specify in exact details what I really want and need. I want a man, responsible, mannish yet kind. I want someone who is understanding, someone who could try to capture and embrace the roller coasters from within me. A man who is confident enough that he would be able to do what he promises. Because, I know what I can add to the upcoming relationship, I know I am capable of leaving an imprint that would take ages to be swept away. I know I am cheerful, vibrant, lovely, not a hopeless romantic, but I would show what I feel, and sometimes express it verbally.
I feel like I am writing an advertisement for an apartment. I am aware I have materialized the abstracts, but I know this is for the best.
Peace out! H!
Yet, I feel the need to find someone to share my happiness, I feel the need to search for a partner, an equal. I want someone to encourage me and get me to project the best in me to the outside world. I want to hear sweet words to make me swoon and I want the intellectual debate. I want my mind and heart to be fed. I need to feel that I am special, not that I am not. I am quite aware of myself being strange and unique, I love it and I bask in it. It is just that now, although I have a plate full of assignments, corrections, studying and work, I am ready to experience what it truly is to be in a stable relationship with adventures, operas, theatre, workshops, dining out, travelling and romance. I think I am mature enough to specify in exact details what I really want and need. I want a man, responsible, mannish yet kind. I want someone who is understanding, someone who could try to capture and embrace the roller coasters from within me. A man who is confident enough that he would be able to do what he promises. Because, I know what I can add to the upcoming relationship, I know I am capable of leaving an imprint that would take ages to be swept away. I know I am cheerful, vibrant, lovely, not a hopeless romantic, but I would show what I feel, and sometimes express it verbally.
I feel like I am writing an advertisement for an apartment. I am aware I have materialized the abstracts, but I know this is for the best.
Peace out! H!
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