as completely whooped out and strange it might sound, i have never really dated. like, a proper date and all. like, a guy (or girl), expressing his (or her) interest in me, and asking me out, and us going out, and having a good time, and then going out some more and then having something of a relationship thing going on. i’ve had relationships; and as not-normal like a lot of other things in my life, niether were those relationships. the two “proper”, official relationships that i have had, well, i was the one wooing and running around after the guys, chasing, more like, and wanting, and urging, sometimes even begging. one (relationship) helped me grow a little, taught me about heart-breaks, and that, nothing really ever breaks, and that life, and everyone and everything in it, keeps going on. the other, made me stronger, and then, unexpectedly, left me with a baby. :)

i’ve never really been into the whole relationship thing, since i was young(er). i like my own, private, space; i like being single, and would like to keep it that way, unless, of course there comes a reason that can nudge me towards changing my mind. :) could be because of cy. she does completely fill me up, leaving hardly any space for feeling an emotional void, i think one of the primary reasons that people are on the lookout for a life partner. maybe when she is older and starts to live her own life, which might be sooner than i can anticipate, and i have more, much more time to myself, i might start to think about having someone in my life. or i might just, start to live life…more dangerously..so to say…hmmm…

ummm? why this strategic shift {lol} from ‘creative outlet’ to ‘personal bhandafoord’?

ummm…have you read this blog, in its entirety? it is mostly just personal…whatever. like a diary…