Looks and Brains is a 4-part story on how I met this guy until how things ended.
My mother knew that I am going to fight through hell just to not meet someone younger than me, even if we are talking about days. Heck, I even quote-tweeted or quote-posted that I could not phantom the idea of dating somebody even a day younger than me. Then for some reason, fate seems to be fooling me around on the last week of June. With my boss suggesting me a Chinese series entitled Forever and Ever (一生一世) wondering why would he make me want to watch it to learning one of the NBA Players I looked forward to playing in Domantas Sabonis cannot play in FIBA World Cup to learning that the matchmaker was attempting me to match with a guy a year younger than me over the phone - until my mom informed me in our family group chat that they already finalized to set a meeting with you on the day I was supposed to get my Confirmation photos (that made me a hard time picking it up) without my consent.
I would be lying if I said I want to meet you - I don't because my mom knew how much I hated meeting a guy younger than me, but she still pushed through the meeting arrangement. I was pissed off, they kept on saying that you are good-looking. I didn't care if a guy I met was good-looking who am I to judge? So pissed off that I wore clothes that would not fully impressed someone, but also made sure that you are decent-looking enough coupled with bringing a backpack - which my friends would like to destroy.
On the first day of July, I met you with your mom (as per matchmaker rules that both parents meet with their respective children to get to know each other). I knew I needed to ask questions - questions that would probably be my reasonable escape of why I am not interested which is religion. The problem, we may not have the same level of fate in God, but we belonged to one religion - which means my initial plan to escape was destroyed. Next, the usual trend was exchanging numbers for formality sake but you aren't sure if one of you would keep the conversation going. I would admit the conversation between the two of us went well the first time I met you. But then, because you are just a new client of the matchmaker, you needed to create a WeChat account which I don't know for some reason your app wasn't working until we went on our separate ways that day since you guys know I still need an errand to do that you kept on wondering what am I going to do there. Thinking I won't be communicating with you again, matchmaker called not asking if I'm okay with seeing you, but to ask if your WeChat account was working properly. Because I was in a "big sister" mentality, I was like sure I'll message him because the matchmaker said so, so I texted you first with the objective of doing what the matchmaker wants. Then the next day, you suddenly messaged me on my Viber informing that your WeChat is now okay then your conversation starter was what I was doing after we parted ways. My oh my, I sometimes wondered that I received the Sacrament of Confirmation on 3rd week of May with the photographer's promise of being able to pick it up by the following week until it dragged on the day I met you. Funny isn't it?
I would admit that I enjoyed chatting with you, there were also times wherein there was a possible miscommunication between me and the matchmaker due to language barrier since I was thinking you should be given options to choose from and matchmaker then said if one of you said no, that's the time she will find another one. With that rule in mind, I was initially planned of just plain chatting with you, after all I then felt that I didn't want to keep on chatting with other people and I don't know if our conversations will go deeper.
However, fate was forcing my hand to do things that I never imagined. Because matchmaker kept on thinking that I'm not interested in communicating with you, I was forced to answer a yes or no question - with no in between. I cannot believe that I said to the matchmaker that I was starting to get interested in chatting with you with the risk wondering if you felt the same way - which at that time you were still interested.
Days passed, I am warming up with the idea that maybe it was not a bad idea to be with someone who is younger than me. As I got to know you, I was starting to feel like I might have caught a big fish...
(To be Continued)...
