Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Random lesson

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

Friday, March 19, 2010

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.