Everyday, people ask me why I am not worried that at 26, I am single and have no prospects for a husband. Heck! I haven't even really had a serious long-term relationship. I'm retarded, I know. SHADDUP! Other people are more worried than I am. It doesn't really bother me a lot. I know I whine, blog, and Plurk a lot about boys, having them, not having them, and many other variations of being with them or having problems with them. But the truth is, I am taking things slowly, am just out there to have fun. I am not losing sleep over the fact that my biological clock is ticking and I might never get married or have children. You see, when I broke up with my so-called boyfriend, Ate Aileen told me to take it easy and have fun with teh boys. She literally told me to find, meet up, and maybe date at least three boys per week. I took her advice to heart and didn't take anybody seriously. Rather, I went out there and had fun. I'm still having fun. Right now, I really don't know what it is I want from a guy and from…