OldMaid
You know what’s funny, I am now envisioning myself as an old maid. My sister and I had this talk a long time ago and both of us agreed that we might soon be old maids for we really have complex attitudes / personalities, both of us have unique personalities: headstrong, independent, strict, and all those things you can possibly imagine. I believe I even developed a more sarcastic personality as the years passed. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s the experiences that I’ve had that made me into this bitter person. Well, not really that bitter. I’d say uncaring, ruthless, tactless and heartless, but not bitter.
Going back, after we agreed that we won’t be able to find somebody that can withstand our personalities, she marries off the first guy who offered her marriage with the reasoning that she’s afraid no one will come along which was why she agreed on it. Now her marriage is screwed. And after she got married, she again told me her fear of me not finding myself a partner. That I’d be an old maid as what we had predicted in the past. But she got married right? So can I too! (I hope)
Although I’m not really choosy. No one has seem to have shown interest in me. That explains my single status for a long time. Sometimes I blame my physical appearance. But I still don’t get it. Some people who are not physically endowed and those who have worst personalities than me were able to find their mates. So I really don’t get it why nobody found interest in me.
Well, as of the moment, that’s really not on my priority list. I’m really not worried if I live alone. Well actually I do. I’d wonder who will watch over me when I get hospitalized or something. But as of this point, I really don’t care if I die as an old maid. I know I have lived my life well in the past. I have already collected both good and bad memories that will keep me going for the next 30 years or so so.
I’m just wishing my self luck!
What’s even absurd is me thinking what if I just commit suicide if I get bored with my life. That way I won’t inconvenience people or myself. Hahahah… How absurd is that?
I guess I’m really twisted in some way or the other. 
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