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This is Why You Can Never Find “The One”

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After attending a wedding on Saturday, discussing about love on a friend’s car and reading about Xinyun’s post here and Limetouch’s post here, I decided to bring up this theory of mine that I once blogged about in my old website.

First of all, I will to define the meaning of “The One”. It might be different from what you have in mind but here it is anyway.

“‘The One’ is the one person who is perfectly suited for you. Humans are imperfect, just like jigsaw puzzles, made of protruding and intruding edges. ‘The One’ doesn’t have to be the most good looking, the most intelligent, the richest nor the kindest, but the very one who will fit on you like a perfect jigsaw piece. “

- krisandro

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I am not saying that if you like to fart and ‘The One’ will like to smell lar, but you do get my definition don’t you?

Religious people, put aside your god for a few minutes as you read this post. You guys tend to believe that the dude “up there” has something in store for you and “The One” is destined to meet you in 7 months, 14 days, 33 mins and 20 secs later because it’s in god’s schedule. The both of you will then see each other and then god will like whisper in your head to tell you that he/she is the one. Of course twitter might get popular up there by that time and god might use that to tell you.

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To really get my theory across to you. Let’s just say that you are a 25 yr old straight male and assume the following which may very well be correct or close to the truth anyway.

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Every person in the whole world is unique.

There is currently 6,602,224,175 people in the world right now.

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The sexes are divided equally.

3,301,112,088 people are women.

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15% of women are lesbians (I am being optimistic here).

2,805,945,275 women are straight.

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Assuming everyone lives to a hundred and you only accept women who are your age or 3 years your senior or junior. 93% of the straight women are not within your age range.

196,416,170 straight women are within your accepted age range.

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Lets just assume that for every 1000 straight and correctly aged women you meet, only ONE is suitable to date. Suitability in this sense means that she meets the MINIMUM standards in the usual factors like looks, intelligence, wealth, personality, etc…)

0.1% of 196,416,170 = 1,964,162 women.

That is ONE MILLION, NINE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FOUR THOUSAND, ONE HUNDRED AND SIXTY TWO women in the world who are straight, of your age range and meets your minimum requirements of what you look for in a woman.

And we all know that everyone needs to date a person for sometime before you can really tell if the both of you fit each other like gloves.

So, unless you have met and dated 1,964,162 women in your lifetime, you will NEVER find the one. Unless it’s by PURE LUCK.

So, what gives? I just feel that, at some point in time, you will have to see a person and say,

“Hey, she/he may not be the “The One”, but he/she is definitely good enough for me to love for the rest of my life and I am going to work at it to see that I increase the odds of it ever happening”

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Happy 8th Month-sery My Dear GF!!!

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Wow! This is gonna be cliche but, how time flies! It’s been 8 months already! It seems only yesterday that we got together officially. And since “8″ is highly regarded as an auspicious number, I shall say some auspicious words!

May we be happy together always!

May you succeed in your career!

May you strike it rich!

May you split the riches with me 80-20 (You 20%, me 80%)

I LOVE YOU, MY DEAR RUIFANG!

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This is proof that Love is all around.

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This sign is found at my void deck and I noticed something about it last night.

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If you look closely….

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I (HEART) U!

Everybody!!! Awww…… How romantic! These lovers probably only get to meet once every leap year in front of this danger sign. And they probably spend the romantic moments vandalizing everything they can write on as well..

Everybody again! Awwwwww………………

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Smelling the Roses under the Starlit Sky

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Life has taken so much of a turn ever since I left the airforce. I have found the courage to venture into photography as a career and the feeling has never been so right. Granted that I haven’t step into it in full throttle yet, but I don’t think I would find it a chore to “go to work”. I mean, I already love taking photos that much and I am taking photos for lovers who are at one of their most proudest and radiant moments which is…. Marriage.

According to magazines and many jokes, everything goes downhill from that day you decide to marry though. HAHA.

Knowing that my life has changed was only a portion of what I’ve come to terms with though. I have also stopped running in the stream of life that Singaporeans are in and took the time to smell the roses that are already in my life and gathered more flowers that are within my reach. Using this chance to take a break, I’ve made more new friends in weeks than I had in some years but most importantly, I met someone…

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Yes, yes. I am now attached again. Everyone would be going, “HUH? WHO? SO FAST?”. I am still trying to grasp the wonderful situation that I am in. Well, when you find yourself falling for someone who is falling as fast as you, that’s how quick matters of the heart can be.

We went to a nice park yesterday on the 2nd of August 2007 as part of our official 1st date as a couple. Sitting on the bench with her at my side, with the gentle breeze sweeping across the serene looking pond and accompanied by the whispers of the night, I looked up and saw something that I have forgotten to see for such a long time. The stars.

The irritating MRT track behind was a mood killer every now and then but little can it do to affect my thoughts.

STARS! Waves of memories start to come back to me as I told her of my stories. I’ve forgotten all about the star gazing that I used to love. After rainy days when the sky is clear, I would go down to the park and find my favourite spot in the park to stare at the night sky. Back in primary school, I went to school even earlier than the janitor who would then open the gates for me. After helping the uncle switch on the lights in the school, I would make my way down to the carpark where assembly was held. All alone in the dark, I would prop my big bag of books on the floor and lie down with my eyes facing the night sky. Gazing at stars. Letting my mind wonder as far as I could as a 12 year old.

Looking at her, I suddenly recalled. “Oh! And I once saw a shooting star!”

“Did you make a wish?”

“No! It was so fast! Disappearing beyond my school building in an instant!”

Waking up this morning, I realized that the wish that the heavens owe me that morning when I was 12 came to me in a form of a woman sitting right beside me last night.

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