Random lesson

A lesson learned from bowling: Sa bigat ng dinadala mo, all you have to do is swing back and let go

The story so far...

I’ve been meaning to publish this post last January but I can’t seem to find the time or the inspiration to finish it. So maybe I’ll try to keep things as simple and concise as possible.

I expected to fall in love, not to fall apart

After two years of trying to make myself whole again, I expected the world would give me a shot at love/falling in love, I mean seriously, two years is a really long time. It all started last June 2009. I finally got over my ex-boyfriend and decided to start meeting people again, get back in the dating scene. I met good ones, bad ones and ‘what-the-hell-were-you-thinking’ ones. I had a fair share of wonderful first dates and followed by great second, third, fourth and so on dates after (even great sex). I don’t know if it’s me, them or the circumstances, but I can’t seem to ‘bring home the bacon.’

I want to share my experience during the last quarter of 2009.



I dated a guy (who happens to be one of best friends) who I considered as perfect for me, having the same wavelength and all, except that we did not agree on exclusively dating. We ended up going back to just being bestfriends.



I met another guy (which I had a crush on back in college, he used to be a student assistant at the library in the University I attended) who had a boyfriend when we started dating. Being a guy who had experience on being cheated on, I decided that we just stay friends.



The last guy I met in 2009, was ok, actually more than ok. He was the only guy who told me to stop looking. And that is what I did, thinking, this is it…finally I have found what I’ve been looking for. Little did I know he was still not over his ex and subsequently he dropped me off just like that. Last time I heard, he got back with his ex.



As traumatic as these may all be (being the hopeless romantic that I am) I am still expectant someday, one day…He will come.



For now…I’m taking a break (yet again) from dating…but still hoping for the best, because hey, I’m Mr. Brightside after all.