Sunday, July 12, 2009

Confession...

My status of being a single has gotten quite a number of concerned queries, even from close friends. These queries came in different variations that point to the question, "Are you gay?"
As if it is not bad enough to not find someone to share my life with yet when almost everyone around me is either very attached, married or married with kids, i needed to be dealt this double whammy of my orientation being questioned. Aiy, why can't people have mercy on singles like us? I know i shouldn't be offended because it seems to suggest that i have something against gays. I don't. In fact, i have good friends who are gays. But maybe because I'm so clear about my orientation that i find it bewildering that people will question it.
So let me just say this. I am not a gay. I've known this since the age of 5 when this boy gave me a present -- his pencil case with new, unsharpened wooden pencils and rubber in it.
So instead of maybe quizzing about my orientation, why not help me find someone suitable? I've gotten quite a number of concerned queries too: what kind of guys am i looking for?
Seriously, i don't quite know. Maybe the only concession i can make about myself at this present time is the fact that I'm quite strange and weird. Others who are kinder bestow the word "unique" on me. Whatever the case, if you have someone in mind that you think will match me to a T, perhaps the first criterion you may want to look out for may be that he must be strange in your eyes.
And perhaps this person shouldn't find it strange for someone to grow up on Horlicks, and not Milo or milk.
And he should agree that how well you hear is affected by how well you see. (You see, being a blind bat, i tend to not hear that well when i don't have my glasses on.)
And finds not being able to know the difference between Cookie Monster and Elmo perfectly fine.
And thinks that having thoughts of meditating at a temple for a week or so is damn cool.
And that wanting to play many sports like guys do and yet crazily love the arts is a potent mix.
He doesn't have to be like me. He just has to appreciate what and who I am.
Maybe, that may turn out to be the person for me. So, keep a lookout for me.
Thanks in advance!

5 Comments:

At 9:07 PM, Blogger Slacker said...

hope u dun mind that we always say u are different. Its not meant as a critisim... only a casual remark to strike up a topic over dinner. :) its ok to grow up on horlicks btw...

 
At 3:01 PM, Blogger Mao Tou Ying said...

I guess we are cursed by the "S" spell!!

 
At 3:09 PM, Blogger Merlionmommy said...

I am speechless at reading this piece from you. Same sentiments as slacker...but I will keep a good look out for you..a good one :)

 
At 11:06 PM, Blogger whysohappy said...

hahaha....hmmm actually i'm used to it lah!!! i like being different! :P Haha..slacker and Elvina, you sound like you're afraid i'm offended...I'm not...far from it...

 
At 5:08 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

so high standards.. no wonder Sillyporeans birth rate is so low.

Lower your standards, as long as the guy is not a ruffian and treats you nice is ok already. Join match making agencies. pay some money. dress up sexily, some cleavage, legs, put on the foundation etc should do the trick.. come on gal.

 

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