33

33 was the age of XXX, XXX, XXX when they XXX, XXX, XXX. This is to quote a reliable source, Dan Brown. 33 is also the age where I have witness men panic.

Having hopped over the thirties wall and watching carefully how my other girlfriends splattered over the otherside of that wall was scary to watch, but now I'm seeing it again, this this time to my delight, with the majority of my guy friends.

When guys panic, they are pretty proactive about it. One is interviewing potential wives by having them live with him for two weeks at a time to see if they are compatable.

When a guy's in heat, I'm not sure if I should stay away or embrace it. I offer my help to Ben, who spend two hours over dinner talking about how he is looking for the one and how he needs to start popping out kids. Ben is my ex in some fashion by the way. I offer to line up my single girls, the top guns smart-successful-marriable girls, against the wall for him to choose from. But he was slightly offended by the offer, "I can get girls no problem." So do I listen or do I offer solutions I ask you?

My own boyfriend is 33, and I throw the theory that men begin their panic at 33. And though I wasn't speakin the female language of double entredras, he understandably sees it that way. He remains very silent on the issue, but he has said that he has thought about marry this year.

I wondered about the factors, the pivot success in their careers; the purchasing of a home and empty of anyone to share his kingdom with; the violtility of the markets and the uncertainty of whether he can capture a hot girl if he loses his job; mother, (and also older sisters).

Over a Korean grill at Sorabol, I was having this same conversation with my favourite married couple Andrew and Clara. "33 is the new 28," Andrew said. "It used to be that guys thought they had to be married by 30, so at 28, he is looking at 30. But that bar got pushed, and now the accepttable age to get married is 35, therefor 33. Also, after a certain age you become the 'old guy' hunting," Andrew cringed. "None of us want to be in that position."
"Are you thinking about marriage Angie," Clara asked.

"I have to say, pushing 30 I was. Post 30, I'm not as excited over the prospect," I said. "I kinda just want to get my first marriage over with." I joke, but there is truth to my word. The panic is there, to be committed at 30, but then I know very well now that that would've been my first marriage since it was based on panic, and not sensibility. Once 30 comes and goes, the panic subsides (well for me), and I would advise any future girlfriend I meet to be cautious with those months leading up to 30. Don't make any rash decisions then, you have no idea what force is driving you.

And that is the same message to take to my 33 year-old male friends.
Best to make the most important decision of your life, choosing a life partner, when you are at your most sober.
So I'm going to wait, just a little bit longer until I can make rash, grown-up decisions. Because, though jaded as I am, I do only want to walk down the aisle once.