Come end of May, I (hopefully) will conclude my studies in UiTM. Come September, I’ll be a full fledge 23 year old. Around these time, people will probably start asking (most definitely is more likely) the dreaded “When are you going to settle down?” more frequently. As always, my options of answers would be:
- Pretend to not hear the question, then say “Were you talking to me? Sorry, I was distracted. Oh, excuse me. I’ve to … “and walk away.
- Big stretched fake smile across my face, giggle and “We’ll see. If not sooner, it’s going to be later.”
- “I’ve yet to have a boyfriend, how am I supposed to settle down?”
Surrounded by couples (even more so now) has made me realized that being single is not so bad. Unlike my attached friends, I’m free to do as I please. I’m guilt-free when I participate in friendly flirtations. I can buy more stuff for myself and for being a part-time introvert, I can always shun away in my cocoon of solitude without pestering boyfriends. In short, I’m happy being single.
Life without a plus one is not always a walk in the park though. It’s hard when you go to a group meet up and all your friends have their very own arm candy. In that situation, other people may say “Poor girl. She’s the only one not in a pair.” That is the part I hate most; people pitying you for being single.
The times that I wish I have a boyfriend includes;
- When the car breaks down and none of the guy friends are around to give a hand.
- Moments of extreme boredom hits and not one of my friends want to go out.
- When I’m hungry and too lazy to cook/ buy food.
Still, that’s what your friends’ boyfriends are for too 
A woman who is single by choice, I think, is strong in her beliefs, knows what she wants, what she deserves and will not settle for less. In all the years in campus, I’ve been single. Not as if that no one haven’t approach me with a proposal, it’s just that I didn’t feel like it.
Having some minor relationships that didn’t work before has made me realized that I wasn’t ready and that I didn’t know what I wanted from the relationship. As years pass by, I think I’ve developed this “standard” of what I want in a relationship and an insight of what kind of person that would somehow “pass” the so-called “standard”. In term of readiness, I think I’m ready to take the plunge.
