am i too picky?

More than one person has asked me why I'm still single.

It's not like I know the full answer to that one. Sometimes I end up saying, "I think I'm too picky." But as soon as the words leave my lips I wonder if there's any truth to it.

Am I too picky? But it's not like I have a lot to choose from.

If I do the Ghost of Could-Have-Been-Boyfriends Past thing, what would I find out?

I'm not sure really.

I had some suitors. But most of the guys who actually did pursue me (gosh that sounds so old-fashioned, doesn't it?) fell flat. It's the usual case that those who liked me I didn't like back THAT way. And those I liked didn't like me back THAT way. There were a few instances that it became kind of mutual. But somehow one of us ends up losing interest.

I don't date that often. I don't have that much chance of meeting new people. I do. I go out. But I don't think I'll meet anyone substantial in bars. If I were to write a chick lit book and dictate what would happen to my life, I would choose to meet someone in the bookstore. Or the coffee shop. Or in some dinner party. NOT in the bar where people hardly talk.

A guy friend of mine said he'll look for someone for me. I told him my only main requirement -- okay, preference, as requirement may seem to harsh and I might end up eating my words -- is that the guy is taller than me. How hard could that be?

But even my guy friend conceded that it's hard to find a tall guy in the Philippines when the average male height is my height.

But is it so bad to prefer someone taller than me? He doesn't have to be too good-looking. Just pleasant. And that we share the same sense of humor. Is that too much?