Sunday, March 28, 2010


Every girl who has recently broken up with her boyfriend, grabs another single friend and heads straight to Midtown Manhattan. The night always starts the same -- listening to a little Lady Gaga while getting ready, picking out a cute outfit, laughing the whole cab ride/train ride into the city... and as soon as you step foot out of the cab your eyes start searching; you're looking for that one really cute guy; the one who's going to reassure you that you made the right choice in leaving couple-city... but let's face it, he just isn't there. AND if by some chance he is, you can rest assured his girlfriend isn't far behind. No, instead you'll find a bunch of too old/too young/too short/too [fill in the blank] men. I'm starting to think the Midtown bar scene was staged by a bunch of angry ex-boyfriends... because by the time you hit your second drink that sense of "ohhhh crap" hits you... 'Is this really what's out there?'... as if three bars within a one block radius hold your only choice for the future.
But the truth is, there's a whole big world out there. Stay strong, resist the drunk dialing... and enjoy your friends, because when it comes down to it, they're the ones you're going to need the next 50 times you go out and feel the exact same way... And they are the ones you're going to call when you finally run into a prospective "Mr. Wonderful".

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