Mirror of my soul...

According to Plato, there existed once a world where men, women and humans who were both man and woman at the same time. They became so powerful at one point that they decided they should ascend into the heavens and replace the gods.

Of course, the gods were not pleased with this. Zeus, the supreme ruler of the gods, had the ability to get rid of the pesky humans, but he didn't want to lose their offerings...

The solution? He decided to divide humans in half, so that they'd be weakened AND the offerings would be doubled. Result? Humans spend a lot of time searching for their other half in an attempt to become whole. Actually, some people spend their whole life trying to find their other half!

I am a firm believer that we are born with one person out there who will make us whole. However, I'm a little confused...

First of all, is getting married to a person necessarily mean he is my other half? I'm turning 24 very soon, and my parents believe that I should get married to the first eligible suitor I get. I have to admit that I get many eligible suitors, but I never feel good around them. It doesn't feel right. I'm looking for someone with whom I can 'click'! Is this too much to ask?

A lot of my friends get married for the sake of it. A lot of them aren't very convinced with their spouses, but they believe that love comes after years of marriage. Does this mean that their other half is somewhere out there suffering from the same problem? What if they meet after they get married??

Secondly, what happens to the other halves of all those young men dying young? Are their female halves destined to misery?

Thirdly, how am I supposed to find my other half? In my case, my other half is an extremely lazy person. He seems to be having a great deal of trouble finding me :) I'm a girl...and girls aren't supposed to get guys to marry them. Even if I know a great guy, I can't get his attention because my upbringing doesn't allow me too! It sucks being a girl!

I know a guy at work who is actively looking for his soulmate. He's cute and decent and extremely sweet (if he was older and taller maybee.....) and believes that he should go looking for his other half because he doubts she'll be looking for him! He's had a couple of deadends but his third encounter seems to be going well.

Should I stay a firm believer that marriage should be based on mutual attraction and chemistry, or should I get married the old-fashioned way? After all, that's how our parents and grandparents got married, and they seem to be doing just fine. Wouldn't I be committing 'emotional suicide' in that case?

Laws of the Universe!

1. Whenever you have enough money to go shopping, the probability of finding a somewhat appealing dress diminishes logarithmically!

2. All the good guys are already taken.

3. Whenever you happen to be late for work, your boss is on time and wants you in his office.

4. The day you have a spot the size of Jupiter on your nose is the day you bump into a guy you fancy. If you look drop-dead gorgeous then the universe makes sure you don't bump into anyone remotely interesting.

5. As soon as you decide you have lost something and buy a replacement, the original item will appear out of nowhere.

6. Never ever let your laptop know that you're in a hurry.

7. Time slows down when a student is sitting through a boring lecture, or an employee is sitting through a boring meeting. Time will make up for itself in these situations by passing too quickly when trying to cram for a test or working to meet a deadline that’s up in an hour.

Can you think of anymore? :))

Who I am...

Well, since this is my first entry (and hopefully not my last!), I'll start off by trying to introduce who I am. Not the regular "My name is blah blah blah, but rather a 'self-analysis' type blog. Hehehe....in short, I'll start with el7adota beta3ty!

For as long as I can remember, I have been described as cold, stiff and unemotional. Over the years, I have been called nicknames ranging from "Miss Brains" to "The Ostrich", with people assuming that since I'm very practical and unemotional, I wouldn't be hurt by those words. My closest friends seem to think they have me all figured out…that I'm actually a nice and decent person, who's also very practical, leading to the false impression of cockiness and self-centeredness. What they don't know is that even though they have managed to pass most of the barriers I build around myself to isolate 'me' from the outside world, they certainly haven't understood me completely, and have no idea who I am.

It's not that I lead a secret life or anything. It's just that I'm the kind of person who doesn't like to reveal to those around me what's going through my head. I prefer to keep my thoughts to myself. My friends would tell me that I lack spontaneity. "Be more spontaneous and out-going" they say. Once upon a time, I was spontaneous. I was very spontaneous and too frank. Much too frank. So frank that I lost some of the best friendships in my life because of my straight-forward, honest opinions which I directly voiced back then. People, despite what they might say, like to hear what they want to hear, not what they should hear. I have kept many more friendships as I became older because I recognised this fact, and only told people what they should hear when they were ready to hear it, not when I thought they needed to.

Why do I think so much before I do anything? Well, other than keeping the people that matter the most in my life happy, I also hate when I regret doing something. Regretting a decision I made is a feeling I would much rather avoid, because it simply tortures me. My brain works round the clock, never stops analysing and re-analysing everything and everyone. It's just who I am. I can't help thinking about everything because it's just the way my brain functions. It's 'me'.

Why do I appear unemotional? I'm not sure. Maybe it's because I take the principle of keeping my thoughts and feelings to myself one step too far. Maybe I subconsciously take it as a sign of weakness. I have to admit that I'm not sure about the reason. What I know is that I have feelings, and that not revealing my feelings doesn't mean I don't feel them…it's just that I prefer to keep them to myself. Maybe it's why people have come to know and describe me as a good listener: I vent my feelings by talking to people about their problems and feelings.

Well, that's my 7adoota in short. Hopefully, this blog will be about my 7awadeet as well as my friends', so let's see how this goes!