Update— I'm no longer engaged. YAY! After sitting down with my father for a "talk", I concluded that his reason for marrying me off was done on a whim. I guess when I opened up about wanting to remain unmarried for "religious reasons"... it caused him to a state of panic.
I mean, as of now, my decision stays firm. Though, I don't know what will happen in the future. Maybe I already met my husband, maybe I don't. Who knows? He could be stalking me, he could be busy, or maybe he doesn't exist at all.
The point is, I don't care that much if I have a husband or not. I'm happy as I am. What's meant to come, come. What's meant to go, go.
Though, I have a strong feeling that I did meet my husband— probably that tall, grumpy dude that gravitates toward me like the earth to a sun. Who knows? He had been so temperamental like?? Girlypop, I need verbal confirmation, please. Do you want this ship to sail or not?
Anyway, this is getting long— I need a new journal haha.