I was realizing just a few minutes ago that this is the longest time I have been single since I was a freshman. It's been about nine months. I was also realizing that this is the longest period of time I've felt like myself since... well... before I came to this place. I really don't know if there is any link there. Probably not a huge one, but there seems to be a bit of correlation. I actually think the fact that I'm getting more okay with who I am is why I'm happy, not because I'm single. Being content being single means that I'm just more content with who I am. Of course, I wasn't looking for anyone the last two times I was in a relationship. They just kind of happened.
These are just some observations... not to say if something did come along I would mind. I think I'm probably in a better place now than I ever was the last two times I started relationships. How can you be happy with someone else when you can't be happy with yourself? If anyone has ever seen or read ... the movie whose name I can't remember... ugh... Anyways, it's a little more extreme than the average person because the girl is very depressed and suffers from bipolar disorder, anyways, she says when she meets her boyfriend in the film: "Little does he know that he's going to save me." Well, the relationship falls apart. I hope I didn't ruin the movie for anyone, but I suppose if you haven't seen it yet you probably won't because it's an old movie. I'll put in the name when I can remember :)
This is probably the most open I've been on a public blog, and I have no idea who will read this, but I think the ideas are pretty applicable to most people.
Now I must stop procrastinating and finish reading these four pages before class... :)