The 4 'No Mores' of Living the Single's Life Back

It's been almost a year since I've broken free of the shackles 'relationships' have put upon my fragile body. Nothing could be uglier than losing the only thing you thought could finally make you feel something and fearing, night and day, the debris of the destruction aka 'Can I go back to the life I used to have?'

The experience was a real eye-opener for me, and it made me appreciate the lifestyle I've had for the long time more than ever. While I've suffered emotions I haven't dealt with before, I am grateful for the maturity it caused me. Peter Pan, finally, grew some beard.

A year after, it's funny how those fears didn't really materialize. I was, since the dawn of the dinosaurs, an introverted individual who is content and happy with discovering life in a lone wolf’s way. Now that I'm free and is breathing onto life one inhale at a time, these 4 'No Mores' are again finally making me whole and peaceful:

Emotional Stress
I used to only stress about people spitting in public or my finances not keeping up with the level of seafood intake I need to take. Having a relationship with a goal to meet halfway of any situation brought these emotional stress I was not really ready to experience and quite frankly I don't really need.

On How to Attract and Maintain Quality Friends Lately

Friends are curious little beasties. For one thing, they know more about you more than your family does. For another, the best experiences in life are often spent with them. Who were with you when you lit your first cigarette, shared your first kiss experience, or watched your first porn? With them, freedom is the best feeling ever, next to the countless laughs you've spent together.

Those were the good old days though...

As soon as the gas ran its course (usually in our mid-20s), we realize the only thing we could depend on is our family. With age comes experiences, success, and the thirst to get the best out of life. Then people around us started to change, and you've changed. The inevitable has come.

These days, it's not about what you know, it's who you know. It took me years for me to fully realize what this notion truly meant. In today's overtly competitive world, the best connections often come from who we know. Before we get to know someone, we need to be friends with them first. Here are 5 simple but equally powerful ways.

Be interesting
Nobody wants to be friends with someone boring. And I mean NOBODY. There are far too many exciting personalities to be around with someone who's got nothing to offer but their boring existence.

The easiest way to be interesting is by playing to your strength. List 5 things you think you're very good at, make some noise about it (blast it to your social media networks), and consistently improve how you present them to the public. Your new friends will visit them and there you will be judged. Prepare for the worst, hope for the very best.

Boring should not to be mistaken with tepidness or those with a few-words-for-answer style. It's someone who agrees with everything you say. In short, they exist solely to become somebody's side kick.

Confessions of an Ugly Duckling

You've heard it before, ugly duckling topics being an exclusive physiological discussion of those who have become too superficial to look back. Mostly these people are either posers or just attention seekers jumping on the latest I-used-to-be-ugly/see-my-transformation-now bandwagon. But for those who really went through the emotional and psychological torment of being an ugly duckling, physical changes are just the tip of the iceberg.

'Flat-nose' was one of the most painful things people used to call me in Elementary. That's on top of being called ugly and all of its ugly synonyms found in Merriam-Webster dictionary. I would cry in my room, wishing I was dead, just to escape from the pain.

My parents were great parents, don't get me wrong. They were encouraging and beautiful people themselves. Merely, this is between me and the society I grew up in, and it's a superficial one.

Confidence used to be an alien concept to me. I'd loathe all the cute kids because they were at the top of the food chain, attention wise, and they don't have to do anything at all. I'm always shunned in a corner during gatherings. It was SO unfair, but looking back now, the world was testing me.

I had my awakening in the early years of college. I noticed changes, drastic changes, physical first. Those types that you woke up one day screaming and you look in the mirror and notice those man boobs are popping out. Kidding aside, my 'flat nose' suddenly wasn't flat anymore. It stretched and is now mighty and tall, as if daring someone to call it flat.