Singled Out!

September 2009 marks my 3^rd year of being out of the commitment scene after almost 4 years of relationship with a special person who I held dearly in my life. I have been in and out of the dating scene with random people from all walks of life, various ages, and from various fields. Not that I am choosy when it comes to people but I seem not to find what I really wanted from all those people that I met.

One of them was this guy from the computer shop, a technician, who I met when I accidentally spilled my food all over my laptop’s keyboard. Well, he was cute, tall and kind (I think all are). We went out handful of times, I tried to work it out with him, but I can’t seem to find that spark! So I decided to stop seeing him because I didn’t want to spend his time as well as mine for I know it was a dead end for him and I. Anyway, I enjoyed the motorbike ride and meeting his family. He was too childish for me, and btw I was also alarmed by a statement that he really is somewhat childish from one of my good friends from their village that really added up to my decision to actually stop seeing him.  The next one was this girl from the net that I met, I was just intrigued by her upon seeing her profile on one of the online groups so I sent her a message. From there, we constantly messaged each other, hoping that it’ll be something more to it. But to top it all up, I was surprised to know that she has a boyfriend. At first, I was like “c’mon now, just walk away”, but I still gave it a shot. Met her up and we had a great time together, which was by the way, the first and last meet up we did. She was bubbly, and happy to be around with, she was amazing. But I remember exactly this particular time that I really got jealous of the boyfriend that really made me decide to actually stop doing what I was doing. I never wanted to be the “other one” in a relationship; I think I deserve more than that and that I am still not that desperate to be. So again, I drifted away. We are still in contact with each other but I think there’s a very clear line that determines where we really stand, and I don’t see that line being crossed any time sooner. Sure there was moments of sparks to that, but it wasn’t enough to make me break my principles (which is “I will never be the other ONE” on a relationship coz I’ve been there before, but unfortunately, I was the one cheated at; no good at all!). The next one was quite funny coz he was just younger than I, he was just 18 when I met him. I felt like I was to commit a crime for dating a guy that age! (LOL).  He is half Swiss, you can only imagine how handsome he is. But he’s a momma’s boy, and I can’t picture myself around with that kind of person. I was like saying to myself that the thing that his mother doesn’t realize is that not too long, sooner or later, he will date and marry. I feel like due to this, his son wasn’t really able to explore the big world out there and that he is missing a LOT! I met him once, but he had to run off after some chit chat coz he was headed back to his class. Oh, and did I mention that he had his own driver? I realized what a cute brat, with a face of Polo Ravales, he could be; but I didn’t think it’ll work out for me. The next was a government employee on a nearby city.  Well, he certainly is handsome who looks like Derek Ramsey but not that tall. He also had a motor, we rode our way round town after watching a band and dining which I enjoyed but I felt smothered by him and I don’t want that, especially if it is something physical we are talking about! Good thing I didn’t let him pick me up nor drop me off home, I think he has this tendency of being a stalker! I felt pressured so I decided not to see him ever again after 3 times. Up to date, he still is bothering me in SMS every now and then. There was even a time last year where I got fed up and straight forwardly asked him to stop, but he responded as if he didn’t mind what I said, and I really hated that! I admire guys who built houses, a real are macho, with his pick up truck. One of the other guys I’ve dated was some sorta like that. He was an engineer, from a family of engineers, a real maginoo, and mabait (no doubt about that), oh, and did I mentioned 11years older than I, but I really didn’t mind that. We went bar hoping from Angeles to San Fernando, from night till morning, he has this good humor that will make you enjoy his company. But of all, he’s the only one that I trusted to pick me up and drop me off our house; not all felling special or what, but I just don’t simply trust people. Well, it’s not just for me but for the security of my family as well. Reason that I think it didn’t worked out is that as for all the past dates I had, I just didn’t felt the spark. And so, I had to move on.  Of all the people I dated, this one that I met from the bar one gimik nights with friends was the one I frequently went out with. He was kind and very outgoing, I likes seeing movies that I liked to, doesn’t mind if I wanted to go food tripping after my duty, he’s always there even with just short notice (like an hour before the time we are to meet). I enjoyed movies with him, playing in the arcade, enjoying on a real good meal and all other stuff. Drawbacks with him is that he is simply not that guy who’d let his ego down for a while, and be humble for just a second; which makes me think that guys, perhaps mostly, are like that. I really thought that he was the next one that I’m going to see myself with for sometime but again, I didn’t felt like committing myself (again).

In and out of the dating scene as I had been for this past years, I’m a bit used to it. With a hopeless romantic heart and an ideal relationship pictured on my head, I have tried to open up to other people, but I always find a reason not to pursue; Or on the second thought, maybe it’s not yet my time to meet the right one. Actually, I wasn’t really looking for it anymore; I just decided one day to stop chasing on the butterfly and maybe, just maybe, one sunny day, when all is fine and dandy, it’ll just come to me.