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I don't know that I really want to visit Paris. Other than the Louvre, there's nothing there that I really want to see. Some catacombs maybe, the arch.... The tower is shoved down our throats every time someone mentions France so I'm not really interested in it. There's some pretty architecture there though, so that'd be a plus.

I think if I were to do any traveling, I'd want to go to Ireland or Scotland first. Just to go and take in the sights and scenery. I've always found both countries to be exceedingly beautiful- or Iceland, or maybe the Netherlands or Germany. Japan is pretty high on my list, too- just because I'm infatuated with the culture and the silly things that Japan does.

Australia sounds lovely x3 I'd like to go there at some point, too. I wouldn't mind visiting Africa at some point, either.

The whole 'sit around and be in love' thing doesn't appeal to me, really, because I've never really been big into romance. I'm probably the least girly girl in the world in that regard- but like, I don't ever see myself getting married or having a family so the romantic appeal of France is lost on me. I wouldn't mind seeing Versailles, but again, the tower is crammed down our throats at the slightest mention of France or Paris so I'm really not that interested D;

I have a friend who lives in Prague. I wouldn't mind going there at some point- I hear it's lovely @___@ The Czech Republic as a WHOLE doesn't interest me, but Prague does.

See, PASSION is important to me- but romance is not.

Passion and romance are totally different things xD You can romance someone by taking them out to dinner and sitting under the stars with them without feeling the slightest flicker of passion for them. To me, passion defines love. Not romance.

That's probably a giant part of the issue I have with myself ever getting hitched. Every dude I've ever met has wanted to romance me and there's never been ANY kind of genuine passionate SPARK that says 'I'm going to lay down my life in the name of my love for you if only given the opportunity.'

...Granted that's not really going to happen in modern society, but you can still feel when someone has that sort of DRIVE to be with you and around you and has that deep burning love for you. If they're just romancing you, it's just like 'Ohay I'm here, let's go have dinner and I'll pay for it kay? Chivalry? What?'

I don't believe in love at first sight, but still- I'd rather someone show some effort and drive and take me to something creative or fun than take me to some frilly preconceived social standard of a date. You don't need conflict to have passion.

I'd choose the guy who takes me to an arcade to play video games because he knows I like them and buys me a $5 pizza over the guy who tries to take me to a snooty restaurant to give me a $90 meal. The guy taking me to the arcade has the drive to please, the drive to be with me, and hopefully the love to go with it ;3 And then, y'know, if there's drama hopefully he'd defend my honor (not that I can't defend my own honor) but it seriously means more to me to know that someone pays attention and says 'Hey, I think that this is more meaningful.'

Passion and romance are both broad terms I think; I see them more as.... Er, how to describe it. 'Motivated by self and desire from within' vs 'motivated by society and social standards.' Chivalry and all the positive aspects (including the hot blooded more stereotypical definitions of passion) are included with the former and all the stereotypes for romance are in the latter.

I can usually tell when a guy is just trying to be cheap based on how he presents himself and how he behaves- that, and I wouldn't date a dude before we were good friends so he'd probably already know that I'm not impressed by flashing wads of cash D;

I've only ever dated two guys. The first I knew for two years before we dated, and this was in high school. It wasn't serious so it never really went anywhere and we never really did anything. The other I'd known for about a year and it got really creepy really fast so it lasted about two weeks.

I guess when it comes to picking a lifelong mate, I don't want sweet. I want a friend that I can have fun with :3 I don't usually equate friends with sweet because it's.... kinda awkward, now that I think about it. That's probably why I never liked kissing.

When you look at really old couples that have been together for fifty years, and ask them what the most important element of their marriage has been, they usually answer friendship.

I agree. I've got friends I have crushes on and I've got friends I know have crushes on me- just none of it is mutual and (in my case) it usually develops over time.

I've just eh.... seen too many people make too many bad choices (namely my former best friend) to do the whole 'I don't know you well, let's date' thing. Granted I'm not quite as senseless and dependent as she is, but my second relationship was a disaster and I thought I knew the guy well enough going into it.

Being alone is working out great for me so far xD

It wasn't a disaster in the sense that I got hurt, it was a disaster in the sense that the guy got extremely creepy and started pushing (VERY directly) for a physical relationship within a week when I have 0 experience (or desire at this point) for such a relationship and we were both still minors at the time. He was the kind of guy that seemed nice and sweet when he was with me and a GROUP of people but when we were by ourselves on a date, he didn't understand the meaning of the word 'no.'

Just as an example- he took me to a movie. It was a movie I wanted to see, I don't remember exactly which one but it wasn't like a chick flick or anything. Anyone who knows me knows that I don't really like being touched. I have aversions to physical contact beyond like friendly hugs. Halfway through the movie he put his hand on my knee. Ok... I let it go, no harm in it being on my knee. A little later he slid it up a bit higher. I started getting iffy about that. He kept sliding until it was dangerously close to places it shouldn't be, so I grabbed his wrist and removed it. He immediately put in back, I removed it again- and he didn't quit until I yelled at him to stop in the middle of the theater.

I broke up with him later that week. I'm really glad I was never in a situation where I was totally alone with him. It could have been interesting. I might have had to kick some a**.

I generally don't. Not that I'm a b***h by any stretch (Really, talk to me in the real world and I'm incredibly soft spoken and probably the least dramatic person within ten miles) but I'm not a doormat xD I have enough spine to separate myself from things I do not want.