Why not?

01 All This Time KDJ "discovered this song.

-->March 22, 2007 @ My Room w/ my Unnamed Bear<--

Let me introduce to you my ideal guy. English may be his impuissance but Math, Science and Computer must be his sophistication. In other words, he is more intelligent than I. He tutors while I just stare blankly at his physique. He possesses the genes which I want for my son/s and daughter/s. Where did he get that robustness and that tawniness? Ah, at sports of course. Although he's often at helm of several events, he still finds time to meditate. You can see him wearing a wooden cross around his neck. Hey, I have one too! I don't have to remind him to go to Church. Instead, he knocks at our door on Sunday morning and says "Let's go. We'll pray together." He values his family especially his Mom and Dad. I love him more when he can't show up because he has to accompany his Mom to David's Salon, his Dad to Naga Airport(which is in Pili) or his sibling to a birthday party. He drives a handsome car and visits several places. He knows when to stay at home and study and when to party late at night and just lose control. He takes liquor occasionally. He doesn't puff any of those deadly sticks and forbidden toxic. He's fastidious about personal cleanliness. He looks good, smells good and tastes good(ooops!)

In a world of 6 450 000 000 people, where, when and how am I going to meet him? If I miraculously see him, will we end up together? What if I know someone who is not the desideratum of my mind but the pining of my heart?

For so many years, I have been rejecting people because they are 'unqualified.' Because I conceitedly thought of myself as superordinate, I have been imposing this silly standard for guys. My ideal guy is only a touchstone that I may not settle with the one available but wait for the 'right one.' My ideal guy is a conception of someone in absolute perfection. Therefore, my ideal guy does not exist at all.

Who am I to say, "We're not compatible because I am Pb and you're just you!"

Why did I realize this only then when high school days were being counted? I could have known people better instead of shooing them off. I could have took part in relationships instead of preventing them from luxuriating. I could have been happier. I could have been a better person.

I can't turn back time. What I can do now is to annihilate both my self-pride and that preposterous standard. So if this nice guy shows signs(you know what i mean), I'll just say: WHY NOT?