CHAPTER 1

This story will begin with a resolution: to give romance a chance!

It’s not as if I haven’t really paid attention to it. As a matter of fact, the canvass of who I am is painted with the concept of romance and wishful thinking of a happily-ever-after existence.

Everyone would probably say I have a very high standard in choosing a mate. In fact, one close friend has declared not to play cupid. Ever. For she is certain that I will turn my   back on the prospective “applicant” she might send my way. If by having a “high standard” would imply that nobody seemed to be good enough for me- then it’s no surprise that even the so-called cupids are hesitant to volunteer their services. I still can’t quite fathom though how people can come up with such a conclusion when I consider myself a very shallow person- ergo- I am very easy to please.

Love, actually!

Here are among my “encounters” with my could-have-been-soul mates- had I given them the “chance”, instead of putting into high gear my “standards”:

                                   Prospect No. 1 :           “ I am serious when I fool in love” (yeah, people are great fools when in love!)

Prospect No. 2 :           “How are you Vem?” (who is Vem?)

Prospect No. 3:            Me: “Ano network mo? Smart?”

                                    Him: “I was a computer programmer for 2 years with work…”

                                    Me:  (my fault! I was a bit vague)…

Prospect No. 4:            “Nirito ka sa kin” (Anu?)

I KNOW a flawless grammar, an accurate spelling of words, good reading comprehension and correct pronunciation don’t necessarily make up the totality of an ideal mate but I am not expecting them to get the spelling of “bourgeois” right on the first try. Just my nickname and the word “fall”. Is that high enough for everyone to live up to?

Anyway- enough droning! Like I have said- I’ll keep an open mind. I am not desperate. Just mature enough (perhaps way beyond mature already) to know that to get to the end of the bridge- I have to put one foot forward for a start.

It’s funny really how one officemate blurted “Try having a boyfriend even for just one week! Just try!”

Let the long-awaited journey commence!!!