{"id":1611,"date":"2012-01-22T14:36:47","date_gmt":"2012-01-22T05:36:47","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/?p=1611"},"modified":"2012-01-22T14:36:58","modified_gmt":"2012-01-22T05:36:58","slug":"love-and-relationshipsdie-alone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/2012\/01\/love-and-relationshipsdie-alone\/","title":{"rendered":"Love and Relationships:<\/B> Die Alone"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"As I was lazily flipping through my Facebook photos, I came upon some shots that I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t recognize. The guy in the shot was absolutely fabulous, corky, was wearing a chic pink-checkered-printed shirt with a denim pant and recently faded out Mohawk haircut. He was bright-eyed and bushy tailed, some would say. He had a striking resemblance to me, but for some reason, it appeared to be a stranger. Hell, it was me for sure. Yester-year: precious times that have flown by so swiftly. It was as if my yester-years were laughing at me, jeering me and reminding me that I am quickly approaching my 30s. The big THREE-O. The point of no return. In the lovely world of the gays, 30s are the same as the 60s in the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcstraight\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 world. I then thought to myself, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dc\u00e2\u20ac\u2122Where has time gone? Is it that I waited too long to settle down? Is that I found the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcright\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 guy and I let him go?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 [Then that brought on a whole different tangent of which one of those losers\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6.I meant\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6.exs was the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcright one\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 and if that were the case, what I could do to get back the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcright one\u00e2\u20ac\u2122. But then my Fag-hag called with yet another dilemma and interrupted my thought. Fag-hags always trump day-dreaming!] Anyhooo, these serious questions continued to flood my mind as I thought of all the dates, the blind dates, the \u00e2\u20ac\u02dc\u00e2\u20ac\u2122online dating\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u2122, the guys I met at parties and clubs, the young guys, the older guys, all kinds, colors and creeds (except a Jew) \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6. [wait again, I hope I am not painting a bad picture of my repertoire.. ]<\/p>\n

But don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be fooled, these are the questions that a lot of persons have unanswered. Having my second cosmo\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 cocktail (which I so love), this led me to question Ingrid Michaelson (in her song, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dc\u00e2\u20ac\u2122Die Alone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u2122) and wondered if she was wrong; am I going to eventually die alone? In her song, she promised that if you told the guy that you loved him and stop loving yourself, you wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t die alone. Is she wrong? My friends think I am overreacting and being a drama queen. But that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what friends should do: support you in your lowest moments. And I think many guys are there!!<\/p>\n

Everyone has dreams. And late at nights some of us would stay up and dream of the fabulous boyfriend who would become our husband (or life partner); the amazing wedding or civil union; the adopted Asian baby; a brown-stone house in the city and a summer home at the beach; the anniversaries; the birthdays; the Christmases and New Years together and the list goes on and on. But when you are getting older and you can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t seem to land the fabulous boyfriend yet in order to decide on kitchen wall paper, and what color your baby\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s room should be, you start to fall in despair. And nobody likes to feel desperate and alone. Everybody wants their happy ending.<\/p>\n

In \u00e2\u20ac\u2122Sex and the City\u00e2\u20ac\u2122, Charlotte said it well, \u00e2\u20ac\u02dc\u00e2\u20ac\u2122WHERE IS HE?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<\/em><\/strong> [~ as she earnestly searched for her \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcMr. Right\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 and continued to find Mr. Not-right] This question has been on the lips of many guys; and yet it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s unanswered. Have you been dating since you were 16 years old? And as eager beings, with each person you date, you would hope that they are \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcthe one\u00e2\u20ac\u2122. Then two months later, there comes the break-up and you are back to the drawing board trying to find Mr. Right (now). At what point do you call it quits? At what point do you throw in the Gucci scarf? At what point do you start taking in the cats and dogs from the neighborhood shelter? At what point do you tell your friends to shut the hell up? At what point do you just call a spade a spade? That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s what I need to know!! If only I had all the answers.<\/p>\n

Finding yourself in this \u00e2\u20ac\u02dcdie alone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 dilemma isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t a warm feeling. It tends to feel cold, hopeless and painful. But there are two options available to guys who are in this position: (1) fight like a Drag-queen on Rupaul\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Drag Race, or (2) buy a blank Christian Dior avant garde gown and wait patiently for your funeral. What is it going to be?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

As I was lazily flipping through my Facebook photos, I came upon some shots that I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t recognize. The guy in the shot was absolutely fabulous, corky, was wearing a chic pink-checkered-printed shirt with a denim pant and recently faded out Mohawk haircut. He was bright-eyed and bushy tailed, some would say. He had a…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":55,"featured_media":1612,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_kad_post_transparent":"","_kad_post_title":"","_kad_post_layout":"","_kad_post_sidebar_id":"","_kad_post_content_style":"","_kad_post_vertical_padding":"","_kad_post_feature":"","_kad_post_feature_position":"","_kad_post_header":false,"_kad_post_footer":false},"categories":[231,63],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/01\/die-alone-pic.jpg","_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1611"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/55"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1611"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1611\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1612"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1611"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1611"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.hyogoajet.net\/hyogotimes\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1611"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}