a little ambiguity

The following is based on the “Laws of Attraction” – ambiguity leads to mystery, mystery leads to curiousity, curiousity leads to fondness, and fondness leads to romance.

2 months ago:

her:“You don’t look like you’re Filipino.”
me:“Really? So if I’m not Filipino then what do you think I am then?
her:“You look more like Okinawan (from Okinawa Japan).”

Last night:

me:“So what kind of guys are you looking for?”
her:“I’m attracted to Okinawan men.”

Is she dropping really obvious hints? or is she just testing how sharp my memory is?

But now it doesn’t matter. All of a sudden I have a certain fondness for her.

Moral of the story: Be ambiguous it increases your market value.

the quantity of love

It was during one lovely spring afternoon. We were both seated in a park bench marvelling at the red sun as it slowly disappears behind the towering oak trees. She gave out a big sigh and I made a soft grunt. This is how we say “I love you” to each other when we don’t have anything to say. It’s as if our hearts knew what one was saying even if it were in a primitive form of language.

Then all of a sudden she lifted her head that was rested on my right shoulder and asked, “How much do you love me?”. *POOF* The millions of neurons found in my brain started to send out signals, processing information at a rate of 100,000,000,000 datas per nanosecond. Then my rational brain begins to question the logic of her query. I begin to ask myself this:

“Is love a quantifiable entity?”
“If love can be quantified then what unit should we use?”
“Are the units gonna be in metric or english?”
“Can it be factored out by 10, like millilove, nanolove, kilolove?”

But since I’m not Einstien, and applied math is my weakest subject I smiled at her and spread my arms out as far as they can go and said “I love you this much” and wrapped my arms around her.