Wedding Bells and Separation Spells

I just had "lunch" with a classmate of mine in Graduate School. Of course, when I say lunch, I mean my usual noon dose of nicotine and carbon monoxide and other harmful toxins. Now, this particular friend of mine got hitched last December, and fortunately or unfortunately, they have no child yet (Hmmm.... should I rephrase that to she isn't pregnant yet?). I asked her why and she said that it's all because she still has school, and, if added with a dash of child rearing, will definitely cause her life to go haywire.

I also asked her how the first few months of their married life had been. She replied that sometimes, she wanted to ask permission from her husband if she could go back to her mother's place.

Which brings me to another story about another friend who just got separated from her husband of a few years. I asked why, and her reply was quite astonishing, or amusing, or... I dunno, I actually have mixed emotions about it. "It just didn't work. There is no love there."

Mushy, huh?

Anyway, it got my mind thinking again about my own love life (which, as of my latest tally, still at ZERO). Do I really ever want to get married? Will the girl I marry be there til death do us part? How long will we last if we do part ways?

I don't hear wedding bells in my near future, not just yet. Hopefully, I will be able to find her and experience the ups and downs of married life some time in the future. But hey, wait a minute, Mr. Postman! Before I think about getting hitched, I need to check on my financial status first! Well, uh, bank account... zero; home savings... zero; mastery of poverty... priceless.

In any case, I have my future ahead of me (who doesn't? That's why it's called the future because it is ahead, dumb ass!). Who knows, I might win the next American Idol title and get enough record deals to get enough funds for settling down. Hmmm.... if only I could get a girlfriend before that time comes.