I am a Cat!.. Hear me Me0w!!….

Once again, I am revisiting this Guess watches website and going to this particular page with the picture of the saddle up black cuff watch. This has become somewhat like a weekly routine, something that I will do to kill time. I never get bored no matter how many times I click on it. It’s cool, black, leather strap better shows off its sleek, silver face and projects a very simple, clean and smooth feel to it. I love it. It is my dream watch. The one I have been searching for my entire life. Then I recall the time I spent with this watch back in the exclusive dealer’s shop months ago…..

Imagine going to a candy shop when you were just a kid. There was just so much excitement in the air that I had to subtly remind myself to keep my act together. Suppressing my racing heartbeat, I put on my nonchalant mask and pretended to look around with interest at other watches, while at the same time, fully aware of the approximate location where I might find the one. Finally, after prowling the store a couple of times, I arrived at my destination. There it was, on display within the glass cabinet, clearly standing out among its fellow counterparts. We made contact. Its face glimmered and sparkled under the orange and white display lights, like it was winking playfully at me. It was more beautiful than what I have imagined and seen in the pictures! It was a truly emotional moment. My eyes watered as I beckoned the salesperson to take it out. It felt so brilliant and perfect in my hands. Then, as I buckled it on and adjusted its strap to the smallest length possible, it slid down past my wrist and hung limply around the upper part of my hand like a grossly over-sized bracelet……

An embarrassing anti-climax, so it seemed. Disappointment and dismay filled me as I left the store empty-handed. Strangely, such a situation was unforeseeable. My dream watch was too big for me. Or rather, my wrist was too small for my dream watch. It was not meant to be. However, this experience was trying to enlighten me on a very important lesson about life. What you want isn’t always what you get. It is the same case with the theory of “the girl of my dreams”. Several times I have met “the girl of my dreams” who was exactly like my type. She is cute, sweet, fun, naturally pretty, spontaneous, unpretentious and generous. She simply melts my heart with her loving nature, beautiful smile and bright eyes. She is the girl next door. She is what I always wanted and longed for. Yet, it just so happens that fate has made a hobby out of kicking me in the nuts with the familiar lines of “she already has a boyfriend”, “she likes someone else”, “she likes girls instead of guys”……

So, heed my words. Let it go. Move on. There is no use hoping and clinging on to someone who seems like she is right for you but is not. Some things are just not meant to be. However, do not short change yourself. Try not to settle for a girl whom you think is somewhat close to the “girl of your dreams”. There is no use lowering your expectations and forcing yourself to accept and compromise for someone who is incompatible. Chances are, both of you may wind up hurting each other and the people around you. And things may turn out for the worse, like how pathetic that Guess watch would look on me if I actually bought it. It would be an insult to the watch as well for turning it into a fashion disaster on my wrist. Therefore, do not give up. Continue to search for the elusive special lady who sets your heart ablaze and lifts you to cloud nine. Trust me, she is out there… Somewhere……

The irony is, I still visit the same old page week after week after week, hoping that my dream watch might miraculously shrink to three quarters of its original size and accept that sad excuse for a wrist. Oh well. It’s just me. I am a hopeless fool who enjoys self-inflicted emotional pain. Somebody pull this knife out of my chest please……

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