So how now?

Okay. I do not date married men, full stop. (for God's and our sakes, please read the article prior to this if you need to decipher what I'm about to babble about). Now that I've proven that I have some portion of principals, when it comes to relationships, where does that leave me? What do people like me do now? I can imagine how Patrick Teoh in his blog "Niamah" would put it, "So, how now?"

I'm in my forties, and most men my age group are married. It doesn't help that there is a shortage of men in Malaysia. Why I say there is a shortage of men, is because, statistics show that there are more women than men of my age or anywhere 5 years plus minus. To make matters worse, probably a quarter of this extincting males species are gays. Just what we women need. Gender confused homo sapiens... And by gay I don't mean "happy", please keep up with the time people. The rest are either ;
A) happily married
B) not so happily married and looking for escapism and blame it on the hormones then call it a midlife crisis,
C) married but desperately wanting to be single again but don't have the balls to do anything about it or even if they do have the balls, cannot afford a divorce,
D) unmarried but have "internal problems" hindering them from sustaining any relationship,
E)unmarried but have "external problems" hindering them from sustaining any relationship...
F) unmarried and they are the problem

My, my. The list seem to go on, it's no wonder there are women who take matters into their own hands (well, women have long benefited from the women's liberation movements and are learning to DIY, just like men, and of course, it is the age of technology you know....) or just settle by way of nature, and become lesbians. It is known that nature has it's ways of "sorting things out" as evidenced by some fish species that are capable of changing gender when situations require them to do so. They give "go fuck yourself" a more meaningful term I guess.

How do I go about this matter? Well, I settled it by being truely muhibbah and open minded. I started dating men younger than me regardless of race or beliefs, I do not really fancy dating too old a man, even if they are sinfully rich, because, I know this sounds unfair, but I would like to marry someone someday who I do not have to get up in the middle of the night, wondering whether had he stopped snoring because medical science had cured him, or whether he had passed on. At least with younger men, my only worry is not sleeping with a corpse without even realising it, but instead, the sleepwalking some men do to the maid's room. Besides, it's a bit risky when you get involved with old men taking viagra. You may not be able to differentiate between a scream of pleasure, or a scream for help from a cardiac arrest!!

Well, at least that was what I used to do, dated men. Nowadays, I've grown jaded of the dating scene and have decided to just let destiny try fiddle it's fingers on my life. See where this leads me. Why I am jaded, well, stay tuned to my writings. You'd probably learn something out of my experience, I hope.

It is true what they say about love. The miracle of love is to love and be loved in returned. It happened to me once, who knows, true love may find me the second time around. All I've got to do in the meantime,is to fiddle my G-spot occasionally, just to remind me it's still functioning and to keep the motor running just in case, sometime in the future, I may need to reactivate it. I hope I won't grow tired of technology, just like Justin Timberlake in his song.. I may be transiently out of the dating scene, and sleeping soundly without a hubby snoring into my brains, but I am strangely, contented. I am alone again, naturally. But for now, I'm not hopeless, just hopeful.......