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The Joys of Singlehood
9:24 p.m. -- 2004-02-02

I like being single. What's wrong with being single? It's fun. I just don't get why people my age want commitments, serious "steady" relationships. I see it as a self-inflicted deprivation of freedom.

Having a boyfriend is like... having a permanent bench seat in the football team or something. No playing, missing all the action... being limited to your bench and your bench alone!!! I don't know. These are just my thoughts on the matter.

I just know that that kind of relationship doesn't fit my lifestyle right now. I don't think it's "cool" to be so limited as such a young age.

Anyway, next topic.

ER... I hate people who try to force their opinions on me. I mean--haha sorry to be such a hypocrite 'cause I know I do it sometimes--but when I have an opinion about something it just totally ticks me off when a person tenaciously makes me kulit about changing me mind. I just wanna scream "SORRY BUT DUDE YOU CAN'T DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT, OKAY? LIVE WITH IT AND FOREVER HOLD YOUR PEACE!!! IF YOU CAN'T, GET OUT OF MY LIFE!"

I want people to respect my opinions.

Argh. Life in the debating team sucks. I'm out of this club next year I swear. I'm trying out for Theatre and Chorale.

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