What is Love? Part 3... One is the loneliest number

... or is it?

I have to question that sometimes. At the moment, it seems that almost everyone I associate is in love, except for me. My sister just got engaged, a few of my cousins are about to get married, pretty much all of my friends are in relationships at the moment, yet I am totally and utterly alone. I have yet to meet a guy here that I consider at all worth my while. Some of my friends ask if I'm lonely, others try to hook me up with someone, and I appreciate their concern.

However, to be perfectly honest, I'm not lonely. Sometimes I would like a little romance in my life, but right now, I'm perfectly content to be single. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, I'm not ever considering a serious relationship until I've got my master's degree. People call me weird, but thankfully, today my dear cousin Lea called, who is one of the few people out there who seems to understand the way I think. While some would think of us as being cold hearted bitches, we've both been around long enough to see way too many people make some serious and lasting mistakes in the name of love. We both have enough love and respect for ourselves to realize that being alone, is 100 times better than being in a horrible relationship. Besides, we've got big plans for our selves, and don't need guys to come into the picture and potentially mess it up. I just wish more people would realize that one is most definitely not the most lonely number, as long as you've got half a brain, good friends, and a little self respect.