Of blind date

W: What do you think of that girl?
Me: Er... she's cute.
W: Well, she's single.
Me: Ok.
W: And you're single. She stays near your place.
*Alarms ringing* *Warning: RUN RUN RUN*
Me: No you're not doing this, woman!
W: Why not? Here's her number. Take it. Call her.
Me: ........

W is a colleague of mine, happily married with 2 kids, whom I've grown quite close to. I suppose many of you have gone through and experienced this kind of conversation one way or another. But aren't you just sick of it repeating again and again? I know I am.

Of course if my friend is setting up a blind for me with a guy, I'll probably go for it (Gosh aren't I desperate?!), but the date is a girl. I'm still not ready to come out yet, that's why my friends and colleagues still think that I'm straight. And setting up dates for me with the wrong gender! Grrr...... How do you politely decline such a thing? What is the socially acceptable way to refuse the date? And W has already tested the water by hinting to that girl about me. That poor girl probably expects me to call her soon. Drat.

On another note, my mom has been bugging me to go home for past few weeks. She's calling me every single day asking me when I'm coming home or have I bought the tickets. My answer was always 'soon'. Sigh.... guess I can't avoid it forever. Of course, whenever I go home, the question of my single-hood would come up. I just have to brace myself for the routine interrogations and prepare a well-versed answers.

Came across this. Thought it was damn funny. A straight guy's dilemma. LOL...

Breaking free...

For the past 2 years I've been staying at this metropolitan city that I've chosen to settle down. I made a choice 2 years ago to leave my family home, and journeyed South to embark on a new life, away from my family that I felt was shackling me, holding me back. I was suffocating, yet no one knew. They were puzzled by my decision at first, but finally accepted it and gave me their blessings. Deep down, I knew they longed for me to stay. Despite that, they never voiced it out. For that I'm relieved. Because if they did asked me to stay, I would have, and I would grow to resent that decision, or resent them for taking that choice out of my hand.

Now, I'm happy and falling in love with this town a little bit more every day. I know it is not perfect, and it has its own flaws, but I still love it anyway. I know it's only temporary, as my work would eventually need me to move to another place sooner or later, but for now, I'm contented.

Years ago, I thought of migrating to another country, Australia to be exact. I wanted to take a course there, and maybe settle down there. But somehow, I knew I would not be able to find a job in the field that I'm interested over there, so I decided against it. Until now I have no regrets. But there is still an occasional echoes of 'what-ifs' at the back of my mind.

Oh well, I guess I shouldn't be too greedy. I have a job that I love, living in a town that I'm growing to love. What more can I ask for, except maybe a good-looking, smart, funny, with a body-to-die-for hottie who is crazy about me? Is that too much to ask? ;)