Over Stingray at the Hawker Stalls beside Concorde Hotel

It's the 5th of March today, and the 4th of March yesterday.

I simply need to sort out my thoughts. I had a long chat with a single lady friend who's 42 years old, who has a crush on a guy that's 36, maybe 37 years old. He's okay, but not my type. I wonder if guys know that I'm totally fine with being friends, without romantic complications, unless it's a sweet crush like my lady friend on this guy. Unrequited (I hope that's the correct spelling as I've not typed or journalled before) love is painful. 

Hence the reason for me blogging. 

This lady friend went on for hours, about her ex-business partner, and her crush, over dinner and the lift back. She talked about how she liked his hairy arms. I like hairy arms too, but,.. I didn't like his body proportion. He is a bit lanky, totally unlike my first and second boyfriends, or my dad. Anyway, enough of what I like. 

The eagerness in her voice... happiness... positiveness, made me a bit restless. I wish for someone to love, he doesn't need to be perfect. My very very good friend married an American-born Korean who's blind in one eye, he's not my type, but I can see why she found/finds him attractive. Personally, I like his directness, his openness to debate. I don't think he really listens, but that's because we don't really have much time to talk. He probably suffers me because I'm one of his wife's friends. To me, if I were single and found him whilst clubbing, he would be 70% attractive to me. Well, better than the 55% black guy I talked to yesterday in the gym because I really needed the distraction from the 90mins on the StarTrek machine. (Mind you, I fully acknowledge that each of the men have their own priceless worth to God, and their parents, and to me as a human being, but I'm just talking about eye candy and physical chemistry okay?) 

There were two guys before the black guy I chatted to (what to do, I'm a moderately social creature who thinks that because I have no ulterior romantic motives to chatting up guys or gals, I can afford to chat up strangers!) who were 60% and 75%. I just miss my two ex-fiances. I just miss them well. I just wish we could maintain some sort of friendly contact, like how you would treat a great-aunt for e.g. 

For my next boyfriend, he definitely has to be my friend first. And he has to be talkative. More talkative and forthcoming than me. Because I wouldn't harm a fly. Or an ant. Never deliberately anyway. Let alone another human being who doesn't want to be hurt.