You just know.

I was just thinking about it today, that I really am a strange girl. I am a hopeless romantic who adores sappy love songs, cries like crazy at sad/touching movies (not to mention that I once resorted to using Nacho napkins to dry my tears watching House of Sand and Fog with Piggy), and goes "awww" at happily-ever-after stories, but at the same time I am also a love cynic. I don't believe in marriage, nor do I believe in things like "true love lasts forever", and the reigning champion on my hate-list is kids.

And even when a potential significant other comes along, there will always be an existing cloud of doubt on whether this person is THE one for me. I know I am just about a mere 22 years of age when settling down (note that I don't use the word marriage) still seems light years away and I might still have many choices ahead, but sometimes you just can't help but wonder, can you. I mean, given that our expectations and perceptions inevitably change over time, how can we ever be sure that it is time to settle down with THIS one?

To bring up the one question that Calcium has been pondering about since forever:

How would we know if a person is THE one we're supposed to be with?

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I told Piggy a few moments ago that perhaps finding that special someone would be like choosing a favourite ice cream flavour: I love ice cream in general, but I want to try all flavours before settling for a favourite.

"At this point of time i dont think you've really met anyone who has swept you off your feet", was what she told me.

Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps.

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Oh well. Nothing wrong with being single for life, right? ;> I'm not complaining, at least not now...

And so it is
Just like you said it would be
Life goes easy on me
Most of the time.

Damien Rice - The Blower's Daughter.

Hypnotic, that's what this song is.