At the moment, not happy. Damn V day stuff getting me down, reminding me.
Mostly I'm fine with it. Every present day relationship I have seen has led to mental trauma, depression, drama, even complete isolation from friends. I'd go through such unimaginable mental torment trying to impress a girl, then trying to keep her, that it simply wouldn't be worth it. People go out all the time with the intention of getting laid/meeting someone, and they spend all night desperately embarassing themselves and go home depressed when nothing happens. I just wanna have fun when I go out, not ruin it by trying to get a girlfriend.
Not to mention I'm so unimaginably ugly, that barring the use of extreme amounts of alcohol, no girl could ever possibly want me. And, as last night's blur of entire bottles of rum being downed after an alestorm concert showed me, if a girl really is drunk enough for me to seem slightly attractive, my damn stupid conciense will stop me, and that's forgetting what the hell would happen when she wakes up the morning after.
But yeah, I do want a girlfriend. Sometimes desperately so. It hurts to know there will never be anyone who understands me, who's always there, and perhaps more importantly, someone I can understand and be there for, but it's irrelevant. I'd be chasing after an impossible goal, I'd destroy myself trying. I just gotta forget it and remember that single=/=miserable, at least not all the time.