a confession of a 20 something..........

Teenage has ended,stepping on my 20's, and yes surely wishing for a hottie. Till now, I liked no one, a little crush here and there was sure fun. Any Tom, Dick and Harry cannot be my choice. I pray "oh!! cupid find me a sexy voice". A perfect picture I have in my mind, adjustments are required is known, but yes the best fit is what I should own.

My friends in a relation says that to be single is the best thing, but I want to commit the sin of experiencing it. Not shy to express my thought, life is short, so I can demand a lot. The thing is good or bad, have no clues about that, but yes to me it is like an attractive candy floss. Trying out different flavours is not my style, I try my luck always in any enterprise. So long it has been, that I have been satisfied, I envy all the couple tribe. A driver will also not be in my faith, my friends say that on my face. Its not that I am ugly, but the choices are fugly.

A long list of do's and don't, I want my man to follow, dont wana pick a man who will bring me sorrow. Presently a short lived fun is what I want, but for my Mr.Perfect I can wait, wait for long. Whether its hours, days or years I want the perfect man to wipe my tears. Joy or sadness I will share with him, wanna feel like a small kid, when he scholds me. Will feel there is someone, on whom I can always rely, a shoulder upon which I can cry. Knowingly will do mistakes, to keep him with me in every phase. My daddy long legs, if mature, will love and care for me, dats for sure.
The list of qualities is endless, but the patience I have is matchless. My eyes are open and I am looking for one.
Teenage is over, stepping on my 20's and wanna have some fun...