“I am such a homebody. I almost never socialise. Therefore, I am quite picky about going out.”
This is one sentence that I found on my aunt’s blog the other day. I re-read the lines at least twice coz I could relate to it so well!! I AM a homebody. I RARELY socialize. And I AM picky about going out. Ask anyone, especially Trish and she’ll tell you how difficult it is to get me to go out even if it’s just for drinks.
I prefer to stay home, watch TV, read a book, irritate my sister or just lie on the couch and listen to music. I’m THAT boring. I’m so boring that ALL my friends say that my mum is more ‘hip’, more ‘exciting’, more ‘lively’ than me. Instead, I’m like a typical 60-year old grandma (sorry to all the grannies out there), who stays at home all day watching Telenovelas. But…I’m happy being a homebody.
I’m not the type to go for drinks or have dinner with friends or workmates after a long day at work. Instead, I prefer to drive home straight, kick off my shoes, change into something more comfortable than my already comfortable casual clothes that I wear to work and relax.
I’m 26, in my prime 20s. I should be going out partying, socializing, meeting new people, enjoying my life, searching for my soul mate/life partner. THAT is what I am supposed to be doing with my life or so say some people. But is it really necessary that I conform to the social norms of society? “How will I meet my “dream guy” or my life partner when I don’t go out and socialize?” people always ask me. Right now, I’m not interested in all that. I don’t see the need to get married. I’m not looking for or wanting a boyfriend. So what if I have less than 10 friends? I’m happy as I am. I go out when I feel like it. I spend when I feel like it. So how is it anyone’s concern or business how I live my life?
Yes….my life may seem boring – super-boring- to most people but this is how I choose to live my life. If I complain, I can only blame myself. If I am bored, then only I myself can change that.
Nevertheless, I do appreciate everyone who advises me and tries to “bring me out of my shell”.
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