The other day, i saw a pair of Secondary School couple holding hands and whispering sweet nothings to each other. I watch and I wonder, when did the dating game become so complicated as we grow older? What happened to boy finds girl cute and girl finds boy cute and boy chases girl and girl says yes after repeated tries (because we have to play a little hard to get to not come across as "easy") and then boy and girl becomes a couple?
The equation now becomes so much more complicated with so many different variables thrown in that is resembles that damn chemical equation that we can seem to balance no matter how hard we try in chemistry class. Is it because of the looming big M with the ticking of our biological clock that is constantly nagging at us to remind us that there is not enough time? That we have to be razor focused to pick out the perfect husband, the perfect father-to-be that we can no longer afford to date someone just based purely on that spark of chemistry that could possibly become something. Possibility seems no longer like a romantic notion, the doodling of "mrs xxx" on notebooks with little hearts just look silly and naive. Humorous, charismatic but unstable income? Having charisma may lead to an unfaithful husband. Unstable income may lead to a father who cannot provide. There goes the buzzer. I wonder the need to fill that huge question mark to complete the perfect family photo has taken the fun out of dating.
To make this post sound less depressing, I have resorted to using Vaseline as my last desperate attempt to grow some eyebrows. No worries as I have done my research and it was recommended by someone who attempted to shape my non-existent brows. This is i think the 3rd day and i am gg to try it for at least one month. Let's pray for a miracle!
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