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What happens when you think about someone that you think is perfect to be with for the rest of your life? What if you don't even see that person on a daily basis, what if that person is a relationship and does not think about you in the same way. Are you crazy?

No, I am not plagued with this thought the whole entire day, 7 days a week. It is more like an annoying little voice that likes to poke you when your mind is drifting: "Hey! Hey! What about her?". Actually I am probably insane.

Maybe its the lack of socializing I've been up to. Being under the drinking age here prevents me from going to many social gathering spots. Maybe I just don't want to deal with the hardships of a relationship right now. But it would be nice...Defiantly insane.

This could be linked back to some childhood event that forever traumatized my psyche! If only that was the explanation for it, then I could go to a psychologist, get some drugs and go home happy.

There are people in your life that you like to talk about different things with. Games with some friends, deep questions about life with a few and sex with others. With this person I can talk to anything about, I think thats great.

I feel that for this problem I will need closure, a conformation that 'no, this will never happen'. Either that or I probably end up married, unhappy and constantly wondering 'what if?'

Motivation

"A musician must make music, an artists must paint, a poet must write, if he is ultimately to be at peace with himself. What a man can be, he must be" (Maslow, 1968, p.46)

I really like this.

But what CAN I be? Right now I don't really know...I have a test to study for :P

Saying "I love you" to your parents

My roommate usually ends his phone calls with his parents with "I love you (insert parent here)". This got me thinking, whenever I end a conversation with my folks those three words are usually not mentioned.

Don't get me wrong, I love my parents.

I think it is just the way Chinese parents bring up their kids. I remember when I was younger there were a lot of 'put downs'. Moms would gather together and talk to each other about how bad their own children were, this probably drove us (the children) to work harder to improve ourselves. They had weird sayings such as "打是爱" or "Hitting is love", I was told this every time I was spanked for doing something wrong. Maybe those three words were supposed to be saved for a very special time, saying them early would reveal some kind of soft side in our strict parents.

I know that my parents love me too, there just doesn't seem to be the need to mention it every single time. Last week I tried to end a phone call with "I love you", it felt strange and alien to me, it felt like they were just words. Saying it so often, makes those three special words lose their meaning.

I'll probably save it for a special time.