I always think that life's like a story book. The more wisdom you stuff yourself with, the thicker your book will be. People buy your book. BUT, whether one would keep it and not sell it depends on how interesting and attractive you are. Searching for that kinda guy who keeps you with him is like asking edwina to remember her stuff. Well, i really yearn to fall in love, but i'm afraid of break-ups and learning that i'm no longer in the person's heart. Knowing that, i would prefer not to be in his heart. Silly huh. Couldn't help it i guess.