Humph

Are there really any decent guys left on this planet? Most of the time, it feels like I`m surrounded by a bunch of half-wits and jackasses. Maybe that comes from being in a college town, I hope I haven’t grown that bitter yet. I would love to meet a nice decent guy for once, one that will make the first move, one that won’t hesitate to ask me out (and pay!) for dinner or a movie. I`m not asking for a $50 meal, but even sushi and the $1.50 theater would be a wonderful change from present. But maybe chivalry is dead.  Maybe the days of a man holding the door open for a women are long past. I mean, look at my twitter feed, it’s filled with people looking for “the one.” It’s all my friends can talk about.  It’s become sort of an obsession with people, thanks in some part to society’s pressure to settle down and our countries emphasis on chick lit/films. Maybe it also has to do with how women struggled so hard to be treated like equals. But it is nice to feel taken care or, to be spoiled at times. Speaking of women and their place, I feel like cooking. But I have no one to cook for now, . [Edit: How ironic that we are talking about woman's rights in my class right now; papa brings home the bacon, mama cooks the bacon]

I found this amazing quote on YahooNews yesterday, which describes everything perfectly.

“Don’t fear difficult moments, the best comes from them.” – Rita Levi Montalcini

Rita Levi Montalcini is a former Nobel Peace Prize winner who is celebrating her 100th birthday soon. Every difficult moment that we face, it all shapes who we are. But do we let that last breakup with the person we love make us bitter, or do we take from that the happy memories, and the knowledge to make the next relationship even better? As hard as it is, we can’t just give up, on anything. Even if all we want to do is curl up under our covers, eat a pint of ice cream and watch sappy wedding shows. But since I have class, I guess it’s more like curling up on a bench with my laptop, eating Dunkin Doughnuts. The worst part about a breakup? Waiting to get your stuff back, especially when the item in question is your copy of Clapton that you really, really love.