Choosy Schmoosy...

My friends kept telling me that the reason why I am still single is coz I'm too choosy.

Am i?

I don't think so...

I mean, I don't measure guys by their looks nor skin color. And I don't care what type of car that he drives or even how much he is earning. Where he works, what he work as, where he lives, where he's from, what his parents does... All those things are irrelevant to me.

However, I am particular about finding someone...
... who I can really talk to about anything and everything
... who I can call a friend
... who can guide me towards being a better muslim
... who I can see myself growing old with
... who can tolerate all my quirks and twists

There would be bonus points if he...
... can play the guitar
... has a sexy head (me n my head fettish *lol*)
... looks good in 3/4 pants and loafers
... doesn't chew out loud while he eats
... is taller than me
... looks like adam sandler (hahaha)

It's normal for someone to have their own set of criterias for the man or woman of their dream. However, like the saying "love is blind", you can never tell with whom you might end up with. You might even end up marrying someone who you think was so wrong for you in the first place.

Where am I going with this post? Well, my point is that I am not trying to be choosy. I am just being cautious as not to get myself hurt physically, emotionally and spiritually. With the rate of failed marriages in my family, I am really adamant not to rush this process. Hence, I am taking my own sweet time in finding the 'right' guy for me.


Magic? What magic?




binx: baby steps...