Turning 28 and trying to stay single for a year. Follow me if you’re in the same lonely boat or you want to feel better about yourself and your love life.

Jul 28, 2016

Cos Aziz Ansari Said So

It’s week 2, and I’m proud that I haven’t drove past the ex’s place. It’s the little victories, they say, that count. I remember the article I read a year ago, in which Aziz Ansari purported that our current online dating apps may just be what matchmaking was back in the day.

Last year, I got on to OkCupid because it seemed like the more decent dating app after hearing all about how Tinder is booty call central. I sure as hell didn’t want to go online as a slut, so OkCupid it was. I went serial dating and got exhausted. That’s when I gave up and decided to just focus on living my life. Unfortunately, that was when I met my most recent ex — he dated my good friend about 7 years ago. It ended badly. She said “He’s a bad person.” when I told her about our recent connection and warned me to tread carefully.

So fast forward through a year of shit, I decided this week would be THE week I gave Tinder a chance. Downloaded the app and wtf, I have to sign in with Facebook? Isn’t that invasion of privacy or something? I want to be unknown, stealth, go in and be able to leave without anyone knowing! Alas, Tinder did not allow this so signed up with Facebook, I did. I knew the drill, similar to OkCupid, swipe left or right. So there I was, with all the power in my hands to say “Nope!” to a guy. I found sick satisfaction in the little things. For example, a guy’s profile shows off his ripped body — in his briefs, half-naked, I enjoy the sight that it is, and swipe left. I can say no to hot guys. How great is Tinder?

Tinder also has a way of swiping shit in your face cos I found my ex’s profile, and of course, I bloody swiped left. I guess that’s when it hit me. We were moving on and no one was gonna sit around and cry about it. I, in particular, found it absolutely lovely that this break up did NOT leave me in tears, but I felt happy as though a weight was lifted off my shoulders. I felt light. I felt like myself once again.

I had matches real quick. Coincidentally I matched with one of my ex’s close friends. That would really screw with the ex wouldn’t it? But no, I did not do anything with that match. Not having anything to do with the ex would be great, really.

I shall talk about these Tinder guys in the next few posts. Exciting stuff, really. For now, my regular morning shower Backstreet Boy jam will comfort my lonely heart.

Not a fan of Howie though. He looks too gay.

Kevin Richardson, I could really get down with tho.

I hope it will comfort yours too.

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