Boyfriend or not?

14 08 2008

Do you know that I only ever want a bloke/some male attention when I don’t have any. The minute I have a bloke on the scene or someone who wants to be my boyfriend, I realise that what I was trying to tell people all along is true, I really do not want a boyfriend.

Sure, when I am in bed on my own, I dream about this rich, caring, bloody gorgeous man who is going to come and sweep me off my feet – by buying me Jimmy Cho’s and whisking me away for exotic holidays and crazy weekend breaks. He will let me leave work and move into his big luxury apartment. Let me spend my days having massages, getting my hair and nails done. He will give me the space to ‘find myself’ by treading up and down Sloane Street in search of the latest must-have-handbag and the drop dead designer dress that is going to make the girls weep when I come back to my home town for a few quick drinks. (Before I go back to London to go out with my ‘boyfriend’ who will, of course, have shares in every place to be in the city, guaranteeing me VIP treatment).

But, well we all know that ain’t going to happen anytime soon.

The thing is, because my friends all have/want boyfriends/girlfriends I feel like I should too – I mean what is going to happen to me when they all decide to settle down properly. For instance, I know 100% that the minute one of my close mates many men want to be with her all the time she is going to be gone in an instant. No messing, I won’t see the girl for dust, my bloke best mate is now is away with his girlfriend and I haven’t seen him for ages.

This isn’t the first set of friends this has happened with, ever since I was 17, I have swapped mates because my ‘going out mates’ have got themselves entwined with the grown up life of babies/mortgages and weddings. Boring, boring, boring!

I am not that far off 28, should I really feel like this? Shouldn’t I have, along the way somewhere, had a relationship that has at least lasted for a year or something, my collection of week and month (I think six months was the longest…way back when I was younger) boyfriends doesn’t quite make the grade does it?

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2 responses

14 08 2008
anita

hey forgotten gal, I’m 28 too and have no bf. But I’m living my fabulous life. No regrets.
your expectation, however, is too high….. be careful as expectation could kill you. 🙂

14 08 2008
Lou-Lou

True, true – but at least I know that by reaching for the stars I might just settle on the moon 🙂

Thanks for reading!

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