Love is difficult to explain...
And those were the exact words of a cab driver.. *grinz*

It started off with a ride back home. After my dearie sent me off in a cab last Sunday, the cab driver started to talk to me and the conversation goes like this:

Cab driver: Is that your boyfriend?
Me: Yup.
Cab driver: Where is he from?
Me: Myanmar.
Cab driver: Why don't you get a Singaporean boyfriend?
Me: (Wanted to say 'None of your business') I don't know.. it's fated, I guess.
Cab driver: Very messy later.
Me: Why? What's so messy?
Cab driver: What if he asks you to go back with him to his country?
Me: No, he's getting PR soon.
Cab driver: How did the two of you meet? Friend's recommendation?
Me: (Thinking about how nosy this cab driver is) Yeah.
Cab driver pauses.... and after a very looong pause....
Cab driver: Love is very difficult to explain huh...
Me: (can't be bothered to prolong the conversation... so just smiled.)

But to be honest, I don't really know how to answer the question to why don't I find a Singaporean boyfriend. It's not that Singaporean guys are bad and hopeless and useless and unreliable... Not all anyway.. It's just... well... fated for me to love someone whose roots are from another country.

Anyway, come tomorrow, 1 April 2008, it will be 2 years!! 2 years since the both of us have been together... Whatever trials we've been through, they've only served to make us stronger, we're thankful for that. Here's to our 2 years of lurve and many, many, many more years to come. Amin~ *smilez*