The summer of side ponytails and speed dating
Seriously, what is wrong with everyone lately? It can’t be the weather because there’s finally sunshine. Everyone I know is in some sort of funk. The universe is finally sending me some good vibes and you’re all bringing me down. If anything, I’m trying to share my good vibes but hardly anyone wants them. That’s okay, more for us.
What happened to everyone wanting to go out, have fun, and meet new people? My Saturday nights have finally become fun again, all thanks to my best friend I’ve had since the 5th grade. You know a friendship is good when you can go awhile without seeing each other and when you finally meet up again, you pick up right where you left off. As of late, we have been bar-hopping and talking to strangers. We mostly get the creepers, but that’s okay at least we’re talking to someone. We are each other’s ultimate wingman.
It’s no secret that I’ve dabbled in online dating and my experience with it has been full of disappointment. Let’s just talk about online dating for a minute here. Why are some guys on there if they literally make no attempt at taking you on dates? It’s called online dating for a reason. Not “Let’s talk for three weeks and never meet in person because I’ll blow you off when we had a date planned. I’ll just lead you on with compliments but never really show I’m interested until you press the issue. Even then, I won’t do anything about it. Maybe I’ll even stop talking to you with no explanation at all.” Because that makes a lot of sense right? I think the most embarrassing thing about online dating is when you get matched with either your friends or people you know, or your ex-boyfriend’s friends, or even worse, your ex-boyfriend.
Since I’ve had no luck with that, I thought it would be funny to try speed dating. I’ve looked into it and it actually seems pretty fun. As you can already tell, I have no shame. I’m willing to put myself out there even if it means embarrassing myself a little. Where is the fun in sitting on the couch every night? Mr. Right isn’t going to drive to your house and fall madly in love with you. He doesn’t even know where you live! How can you expect something to happen, but take no risks?
What I don’t understand are friends complaining about being sad and alone, but take no action. You can’t expect something to change if you don’t change it. I can give you all the advice in the world, but it’s up to you to take charge. I don’t think you should complain about something you aren’t willing to work on. I felt like I was treading water for awhile, so I decided to get off my butt and seek out professional help. I’ve never been happier. I don’t know why everyone doesn’t have a therapist.
I guess my mom and I are in our own little delusional world. We talk about this all the time. I’m single; she’s on her way to being single. We just think that the guys are lining up to meet us. I’m thinking I look so cute in my signature summer look of cropped jackets and side ponies, that I just can’t understand why I get all the duds. My mom and I have been taking everyone’s advice on how to better ourselves. Now that we actually took their advice and are feeling good, we look at those people and they are still stuck. I don’t get it. Take your own advice to get out of your funk. Didn’t they read my other column? Hint-hint!
In order to keep these good vibes going, my friend and I have decided to plan a road trip. We aren’t sure where or when, but it’s going to happen. I haven’t really seen anything other than the East Coast. It will be quite the experience and just what we need. My mom says to live and have fun while we are young with no responsibilities, so I’m doing just that. I have the rest of my life to be paying a mortgage and squeezing out babies. So for now I’m going to concentrate on having fun, working hard to achieve my goals (whatever they may be), and never looking back. This summer is just the beginning for me.