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Mr Right doesn't exist | Tuesday, April 12, 2011 @ 8:56 PM
(credits: eletheowl)
I am sorry to dash your hopes but chances are, your Mr Right doesn't exist in reality.
When you're single, you set many expectations of how you would like your ideal guy to be. You share them with your girlfriends and laugh together at your admirers who don't fit the requirements. However, you don't always have the last laugh.
Fate has its ways of teasing you.
Here's my side of story.
I've always wanted a boyfriend who is 1.79m tall. I ended up with a boyfriend who is 1.73m-1.75m short. I've come to realise that his height is perfect for me, whether I slip on a pair of heels or havainas when I meet him. My head nests comfortably on his chest and he doesn't have to bend over awkwardly to kiss me. Perfect...
I've always wanted a boyfriend who dresses fashionably. However, it turned out that J doesn't have a care for fashion. He is a fashion snob because he finds it pointless to splurge on clothes. He thinks that it is more important to have a good physique. It makes sense to me now. What's the point of donning designer wear when your physique doesn't do any justice to what you're wearing? Besides, indulging in exercise doesn't usually cost a bomb, so no complaints here :) I do appreciate his extra effort to dress up nicely on special occasions. It is refreshing to see him being clad in something apart from his usual casual wear.
I've always wanted a smart boyfriend. However, J is neither a government scholar nor an overachiever in school. But y'know what? Having a boyfriend who doesn't belong to the cream of the crop might actually be a blessing in disguise. I, for one, will never be able to tolerate someone who tries to outsmart me in our daily conversations. I don't need a boyfriend to explain to me why nuclear power is so much sought after in the world or why our country's political system is flawed, etc. I have enough initiative to google for the answers myself. J, he knows how to put a smile on my face just by being his silly self. He knows when to whisper sweet nothings to me without being overbearingly tacky. He knows how to console me when I'm feeling down. He doesn't mince on his words, he means them. Besides, I figured that I'm not much of a brainy person myself. My academic achievements aren't extraordinary. It is normal to put ourselves high up on a pedestal and easy to overlook our own flaws.
I've always wanted to be with Mr Popular. Everyone has their own definition of what constitutes popularity. To me, I guess it means having a wide social network, hanging around with the "cool" kids, or taking on a leadership role etc. Oh, how wrong was I. Do I really want to be with a guy who spends his weekends partying away? Downing booze like it's free flow? Smoking like a chimney? Being with J has revealed to me that I'd very much prefer a family guy to Mr Popular. I want someone who is able to take care of his family, the way he will take care of our family in the future. I want someone who knows how to strike a balance in life. I want someone who is willing to spend quality time with me.
I've always wanted a boyfriend who has double eyelids because I want my kids to have double eyelids. J has single eyelids. However, I don't deny that there are days where I look at myself in the mirror and feel disgusted by what I see. My non-existent nose bridge is a joke. Surely, this dude with a sharp nose will not mind my nose, right? Truth be told, he never noticed my lack of nose bridge until I pointed it out...Okay, maybe because there isn't anything to notice in the first place. Haha, so there you go. It is actually awesome to have nicer facial features than your other half, because you guys can take turns to poke fun of the ugliness of that one/two/three feature(s) that pale(s) in comparison to your own. I love to tell J that he has slit eyes and he calls me a piglet all the time. Looks fade with time but your feelings shouldn't. It is nice to accept and embrace each other's flaws.
I can go on forever but I need to get back to my work :)
So, I might have ended up with a guy who fell short of my expectations but he has shown me that those expectations weren't as ideal as I had initially thought them to be.
To my dearest friends who are waiting for the perfect guy/girl to come along, I'm sure it'll be worth the wait when it happens. Never lose faith in love, alright?
Loving each and everyone of you very much.
♥Serene
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