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Feeling... nuah Happiness of the day: learnt to swim breast stroke over the weekend Event of the week: first arts fest show this weekend Of the people I email regularly, the one thing we never get sick of talking about is always love. Of course, i'm still very happily single, so I'm not talking "how to appease jealous boyfriend" type stuff. Poach asked me that day, about dating a guy who professes to still love his ex? Wow, what a question. Like you don't already know my answer, my dear? Then around the same time, two friends asked if love is blind. or blinding. Two different questions I think. I have many questions in my mind myself. The age-old one, how do you know when you're in love? What is the so-called "chemistry"? How many different types of love are there? Why do certain characteristics become so repulsive on some guys, but so attractive on others? Is there no way for me to know which type of guy I will eventually end up with? Over the years, my supposed list of requirements for my guy has significantly shortened. Say I initially listed "caring" and I can find someone that I liked who wasn't, so I had to strike it off. Or I initially thought as long as he loved me, I am blessed. But I still found someone who contradicted that, so I had to strike that off. At the end of the day, I don't have anything on my list anymore. But that I had to love him. My god, the most difficult quality to find, to define, to realise. My mom has declared that I cannot move out till I get married, and I've decided some time ago that the latest I should move out is when I'm 30. Which means I'll have to find a husband in the next 9 years. Say each relationship takes 2 years [y'know, to get to know each other and realise this is either the right one, or not] then I'm allowed just about 3 or 4 relationships before I settle down, assuming I take some time getting over each loss. Hmm. 3 or 4. To find 3 or 4 guys who actually like me. Hmm. And that I like. Hmm. I think about all sorts of crap when I have too much time on my hands. Heh. | |