That's when I decided : Screw Prince Charming, where's my Jim Halpert?


Let me start by saying that Prince Charming and Jim Halpert have one thing in common : They are incredibly appealing and completely unattainable. Fictional, actually. Still that didn't stop me, a naive young adult from believing that maybe someday I'd meet someone while I was engaged to a complete douchebag, and he'd rescue me from this troubled relationship, making me laugh along the way. Oh, and of course we'd all work together.
However, I did end up having a guy put on a lovely Jim Halpert-esque front and pull me out of a failing relationship with my boyfriend of three and a half years, and we were all in the same group of friends. It was less fun than I thought it would be, especially when my Jim Halpert turned out to be a Grade A douchebag, but I suppose I've learned my lesson.
So here I am, really single for the first time ever, and twenty-three years old. Naturally I figured while I go around, meeting boys (they're not men yet), making mistakes, and drinking, I should probably write about it. This will give my girl friends a much needed break from my constant and probably quite aggravating rants and analyzing.
This should be fun.
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