Happy being single?

So as a psychologist (or future psychologist) I tell my friends who are whining about relationships and wanting to be in relationships, that if you can't be happy single, then there's no way you're going to be able to make another person happy. And I truly believe that, but you know what - it is so damn hard to stick to it. I want to be in a relationship, but it's not just that. I want to find that one person who is just right for me; no one else, just me.

I know I'm only 22, and I know that I have so much ahead of me in going for my doctorate and whatnot. And I know I shouldn't be drawn in to the fact that all my friends are in relationships, and getting engaged and (for the love of God) getting married. It's just hard to see it all happening around you and not being a part of it.

There are just days that I feel like I'll never find that one guy who is supposed to be the one. I know I shouldn't be thinking this way. I have a year left where I am, then I'll be taking a year off to work, and then starting my masters/doctorate. I don't know where I'm going, I don't know who'll I'll meet. For all I know, I could go over to Ireland and fall for some guy with a sexy Irish accent. Or I'll go someplace else and fall for the last person I expect to.

So I'm watching Fools Ruch In (because it does actually take me a while to write these posts, which explains why they don't usually make much sense) and I see the two main characters slowly fall further and further in love. After Alex meets Isabelle's family he goes into a monologue about how earlier in the day he couldn't decide between a Texas Burger and a Tuna Melt, and he didn't know who he was, but it all made sense. Then later that day he finally knew who he was and what he wanted and nothing made sense anymore. I want that. As sappy as it sounds (and yes I am in fact that sappy) I want that!

So here's what I want in a guy - I don't care about hair or eye color, for that matter he doesn't have to be spectacularly hot, somewhat good looking would be nice though. I want him to be at least three inches taller than I am (I'm 5'10" and I want to be able to wear heels every now and then) and I want him a little bit older than me (like two years, maybe three). That last one isn't going to happen where I am now, unless some non-traditional senior transfers in, whcih I don't think is going to happen. I just want a guy who is nice and sweet, and can make me laugh, truly laugh. But also someone who will know when I want to have someone around and when I need to be alone. Who can treat me like a lady, but allow me to keep my independence.

Alright, I'm tired. And I have a lot to do this week, so you might not hear from me until next weekend unless something big happens. But as for now, I'm signing off.

~Vix~