I’ve never understood the concept of having fun really. Whenever my friends said things like, “Hey listen, you know just have fun right now. Nothing too serious…” I thought for awhile that there was something wrong with me. It sort of seemed like everyone else knew that “fun and nothing serious” was where it was at. In recent months, I tried to change the part of me that turned that type of relationship away. Because you know, I’ve never liked the idea of dating with an expiration date. I’ve always been kind of straight old fashioned like that. The only brush encounter I’ve ever had with love was an encounter where I gave everything I had and even a bit of what I didn’t, but you know what? It was worth it. Half the time it wasn’t fun, and it was always goddamn serious, but after a couple months of this “fun” business, I’ve realized that this “fun” business isn’t even fun. Well, at least for me. It’s surface, it’s shallow, and it feels like a waste of my time.
Listen, I’m not trying to endorse super long-term relationships against the odds or some crazy ideas about fate and marriage. I’ve learned my lessons about that topic twice over. However, if you’re going to be with someone at least commit enough to be able to look back on it and say wow, that one back then. That was classic, it was classy.
Oh, but let me tell you that this comes with a disclaimer. 1) Be old fashioned to the wrong girl, and you’re gonna end up a chump. Not only heartbroke, but broke too. Broke. as. hell. Noone needs that shit, it’s a recession. Avoid this one at all costs, you can mend your heart with just some time and tequila, but usually your wallet takes time + effort and you can’t drink on the job. 2) To be old fashioned in these modern times is bound to be disastrous…most of the time, but sometimes you’ll find one worth hanging on to.
Another thing, this doesn’t make me a hopeless romantic, just fucking stubborn when it comes to my own ideals.
And you know…I’ve found a measure of happiness sticking to them.
