I was gone for too long. I'm not even going to ask 'cause I'm sure y'all missed me. You were probably thinking that I got my hands burned by concentrated sulfuric acid, or I inhaled a liter of bromine gas, or I got super-stressed with all my subjects in school, or maybe you didn't really think of me during the time I was gone because you have a life of your own to worry about and I'm not really part of it. Well, whether you like it or not, and whether you like me or not... I am back.
I overheard my mom's conversation with my older sister who dropped by at home today. "You're never gonna know what kind of a person he is until you live together," my mom told her. I was holding a glass of water walking my way to the bedroom. Immediately I thought, "Is she getting married?" I have never heard of her having a boyfriend, so I highly doubt it, but hearing my mom say that also made me think, "Is it necessary for a couple to live in the same house together before they get married?"
I'm not an expert on this, and I'm not gonna write about this topic pretending I am one.
Girls have a huge tendency to become annoying. I have learned that. When you start living together, things are going to get messy. She's going to start complaining about where you leave your shoes, and about the toilet seat. When you get a baby, things are going to become even more complicated. Nights are going to get noisy. The house is going to get even more messy. And somebody else is gonna get 70% of your girl's attention.
It's not that I've already lived with a girlfriend. I can just imagine what it's going to be like, and I'm definitely not looking forward to it.
Teens are never really serious about relationships. Girls get into relationships, I think, only for uhm... free ice creams? For a sense of womanhood? For them to have a reason to ignore their moms? Boys get into relationships for a, well uhm, a girl, right? Society forces us to sort of just try to have a girlfriend even if we don't want to. To make ourselves feel we're growing up because we often lack ways to prove it, as many people say?
Marriage is something taken seriously by a lot of people, but to me it's just for formality. It is done only because of the law so that what is one person's property becomes two people's property. When you decide to marry someone, you get a lock but you don't get the key. The key is thrown into the ocean and you don't need a scuba diver to find it; you need a lawyer and quite a lot of money. But really, does a couple hate each other so much that they become willing to pay gazillions of money just to get rid of each other?
Does a couple really love each other enough for them to decide to tie the knot in the first place? Really?
Love is often just a delusion. Love is just the one good way to become delusional without getting stoned or being awful.
Obviously, my parents' marriage didn't work, and they were both not willing to spend money on each other so they didn't get a divorce, but instead just lived apart. That's where I'm coming from.
I don't really take love seriously. Saying that would probably make myself a bad person in your eyes.
Well, I wrote this in one of my previous posts:
"I have thought about this already: at age twenty-five the doctor would tell me that I have cancer. The doctor would say that I have cancer in a very somber kind of sympathetic voice. He would be shocked that I’m not shocked by his news. Well, I was touching lots of carcinogenic chemicals in college, so why would I be?
"Chemistry is suicide, and that’s why I’m never going to marry my girlfriend. At sixteen years old right now, I probably am already infertile. That means she might never have a baby from me. At twenty-five I would probably have cancer. That means she would have to work full-time so she could help me finance my therapies, all in vain, since at thirty I would probably die already, making her a very young widow. That’s just every girl’s nightmare!"
Of course I was just trying to be funny there. Or maybe not. That's just coming up with a lame excuse to break up with her.
I'm really impressed by how Pierre and Marie Curie made their relationship work.
kudos to couples who have been married for 25 years already.
[It hurts me that I neglected this blog for 20 days, forgot about everyone, and now I'm back without coming up with something special for everyone. I'm really sorry. I love all of you guys, and I thank you for reading my blog and caring about what I write. I promise I'm never going to ignore this blog for that long again.]