Why do I even bother?

They say that you would find the right person for you when you least expect it. That you shouldn't go looking for love because its love that will find you. That in the most unexpected time and place you would find your special someone. Uh-huh!

They also said that they found the remains of Big Foot and it turned out to be a big hoax!

So why do I even bother to believe that someday it will happen? Why do I even bother to hope that maybe this time it will be different. Why do I even bother to imagine a future of pure bliss with someone beside me?

I am not asking for too much. I know I am not asking for something impossible. I am just asking for someone special. Of course I have certain qualities that I would want to expect from my special someone like a decent job, a good personality, great conversationalist, height and weight proportionate, clean fingernails and someone presentable. Quite simple right? I would think that those are the very basic of all the basic "requirements" that most of us would expect?

Its pathetic that some night when I can't fall asleep, my mind wanders and I try to imagine happy thoughts like being back home in the Philippines with my parents and my brother. And then I would push my wandering mind to imagining the possibilities of me being in a relationship, of happy moments together, of things we could do together. But the pathetic sad part is that the persons is always faceless. And I would just try to put the face of this stranger that I saw on the subway so that at least I could complete my dream.

Yup, dreams. I am inclined to think that those pretend scenarios would just remain dreams. Although I've always been comfortable on being single, and I've always mentioned that I am indeed ok being single, it still holds true that life will be better and happier if there's that special someone beside me to celebrate victories, to lend a shoulder to cry on, to hold onto when I'm down in the dumps or just to hang out with.

*sigh*