We’re in Different Worlds!‏

Posted by hiromi on 02/05/2010

It must have been the sexy British accent that caught my attention. See, I’ve always been attracted to a specific type of guy; tall, blond, blue-eyed, and athletic. I didn’t even glimpse at anyone else if he didn’t fall under that category.

One summer when I was visiting my parents in Germany, I met a guy who I instantly thought looked weird. He was short (taller than I am, but too short for me!), red hair, big ears, and big brown eyes. But when he opened his mouth, he had the sexiest voice and most beautifully pronounced British accent. I didn’t think anything of it and enjoyed talking to him to hear his lovely voice, but the more conversations we had at our local coffee shop, the more attracted to him I’ve become. “How strange, he doesn’t fall under my category!” I thought. But I couldn’t help falling for him.

Our local coffee shop outings eventually turned into dates, and the next thing I knew I was introducing him to my parents. My father didn’t like anything about him; his beautiful accent, his background, his financial status (he said that we were in “different worlds”), his red hair and many many more. I got really annoyed at my father and decided to follow my heart.

After that summer, we decided to try a long distance relationship where he was in the UK and I was in the US. The hardest part wasn’t trying to keep our relationship fresh over the phone (as he had that beautiful voice!), but much rather getting my father’s approval! He hated him more and more, and said that there is something different about him in a bad way that he simply doesn’t trust. The more dedicated I became to move back to Europe when I’m done with school, the more furious my father became. He, then, made an ultimatum and said that I would have to choose either my boyfriend or my father, otherwise he would stop talking to me and cut all financial support. I thought it was just an evil threat and that he’ll get over it, but it escalated to a point where I was struggling financially. At that point, I didn’t really have much of a choice as I didn’t have a job and needed to finish university, so I made that depressing phone call to my boyfriend and told him that I can’t be with him anymore. I was furious at my father, and thought it was extremely unfair of him. I refused to talk to him.

My ex and I stopped talking that day forwards, and I found a guy, who fit into my category, within a few months after the ugly breakup. Now nearly 3 years later, I decided to investigate on what he’s been up to. He’s not on Facebook nor is he appearing on Google search, so I asked some of his friends that I met back in the day. They were surprised to hear from me, but I was even more surprised to hear that he got involved with drugs and criminal activity and was put in jail about a year ago…! Thank god my father talked me out of the relationship, otherwise I might be sitting in that cell next to him! It’s scary how parents have that instinct feeling whether someone is right or not.

I guess I should always follow my gut feeling, always go for the guys who fit in my category!

Thanks Tara & Cheryl for your book!