So I took that leap people. I have a paid match.com account. It’s all too real now! Whoa! So I was suggested a match by the love site itself and I was intrigued by this young man. Okay, I’m not playing our first dance song in my head but I was intrigued (The way you make me feel- Micheal Jackson). Smart, good looking and hilarious. I guess match isn’t a pool of who’s who of crap. So I see that in my email box I have 13 emails. Oh boy!Unfortunately I can’t open them because I am not a paid member. My curiosity got the best of my credit card. Initially I was shy to open them but after I got through the first one it was like ripping a band aid. Here is what one said
Hey there, I enjoyed your profile.
Sorry in advance if this comes of random, not my style. =) But I will be in DC This Friday & Saturday and thought it would be a great idea to meet. Maybe meet for drinks, lassi, thumbs down, just no yager-bombs please! If we get along like Romeo and Juliet, then our possibilities are limitless. O Juliet O Juliet, wherefore art thou Juliet.
I am from NYC not sure how open you are with a long distance relationship. Am i saying too much to fast? =) hush boy!
Also if you could suggest what is the hip/happening Restaurant with a scene restaurant in DC? Also any happening lounges or rooftops for nightlife? I am actually in town for a wedding which is Sunday-Monday.
What are your thoughts to this? Am I being ridiculous? I hope this message finds you well.
This guys seemed pretty genuine, but here is the thing. I am a ball of fun but I am so new to this whole experience that I feel shy and also stupid to reply since he e-mailed me 2 weeks ago. Did I just let the love my life slip through my fingers?! O.k I’m being dramatic.
Now I feel good about myself at this point but not one I would seriously date because, oh didn’t you know? At the time I was born my Mom made a deal with me when she gave me life:
Must be Indian
Must be Christian
Must be Malayalee
Must be a professional
So since I have been indoctrinated with this philosophy I basically don’t get a love boner from seeing their proposals.( not to be confused from the Indian definition of proposal which means to walk down the altar)
Back to the boy who made me take this leap.
So to be even more daring, I wink the guy that sparked me into getting a paid account. I die. I literally had to stop for a second to say “o.k” ::click::
Being a brown girl is one with its trials from day one but that is why I’m here to embarrass my anonymous self into exposing those challenges.
Side bar: I think the worst thing about having an online profile is that you have maintain the your weight, skin tone and build. I find myself hungry at all times.
Till my next adventure in the world of matches.