As I steadily approach my 25th year of life I realize that weddings aren't for "Grown-Ups" anymore. We are the "Grown-Ups". People I knew growing up draped in dresses worth more than I make in month, smiling as they hug their groom. While here I am sitting in my pajamas eating frozen yogurt bitterly saying, "they'll be divorced in 6 months." When in fact the healthiest relationship I've ever had is with my dog. Now lets not get confused here, I am in NO way ready to get married and am not even really looking for a boyfriend, however I have found a new sport, flirting.
Growing up and pretty much until last year flirting is not something I would ever do. I was shy, awkward, hated my body, and thought no one wanted me. In recent months I've realized that I am wanted, and guys do want to flirt with me, and at times buy me drinks. So that's my goal, for the next few months all I want is to step my flirt game up, be that giggling girl in the bar batting her heavily coated eyelashes, or the girl catching that cute guy in the rooms eye. Other wise I am not interested I have no desire to sleep with these men, marry these men, and most likely even speak to them again. I am just interested in discovering myself, I am tired of dating the first guy that comes along because he tells me I'm pretty. I deserve better than that, I deserve that butterfly's in my stomach, heart racing, palms sweaty kind of love. Until then though I think I am just fine with some shameless flirting....
Whitters
