They say the best way to learn how to write is to write every day. I'm going to try my best and get some discipline back in my life. I've never been great at personal discipline, but I guess the road to getting there means I have to start somewhere. And so, I will try and blog every day. Don't expect overly coherent things each time though.
I guess what I'm thinking of just now is Valentine's Day, although it's some way off just now. I've never been one to get crazily upset whenever V-Day rolls around, despite being single for every single one. Instead I'm just sort of stoically indifferent; I feel it's a holiday that simply doesn't apply to me. I guess I'm here blogging about it now though, so it's got to be having some sort of subliminal effect, right?
Someone on Formspring today told me that going on blind dates was helpful because "you'll be able to relax more on future 'real' dates". Hayley recently blogged that she felt the same way about her past relationships. I guess I'm going to go into my future relationships blind. So, WARNING: will be a crappy boyfriend. I'm a little afraid of that now, to be honest, but I know that anyone not patient enough to put up with my crap for a little while and set me right isn't going to be right for the long run anyway. File under: Helpful But Not Necessary.
It's a little bit weird because a lot of my friends are beginning to get married and/or have kids. Sometimes I feel left behind, but then I remember I'm only 21. I guess it's a little bit sad that I can't share the day with someone, but I'm sure that day will come eventually. I actually, genuinely, enjoy being single; I guess right now any girlfriend would have to be as mobile as I am right now for me to even consider it. I don't know. It would be nice to have someone to travel with I suppose, but it seems unlikely. Perhaps I'll be single forever. Would that be so bad? Maybe not, but thinking that way feels like giving in, so I won't do it.
Anyway, I'm pretty much done with this topic. I don't even know why I brought it up. It'll just fuel the speculation-fire about my (non-existent!) love-life that continues to burn on Formspring. Was that a run-on sentence? Is it disgustingly meta that I ask myself grammar-related questions in my own blog posts? Is it disgustingly meta that I ask myself questions about being meta in my own blog posts?