It's been a long time since I managed to blog about my lovelife. Well, that's because I have nothing to tell. My last entry about LM who's not getting in touch with me was my last encounter about the word "love". And to count the days, weeks or months when I last experienced romance, the giggle, the sweet dreams, and cheesyness in life means counting my stay on my new work. That's roughly 7 months.
It's no longer updated if I'll say that I am 22 because I have gained another year. Yes, I am already 23 and as always, I am still single. :)
Right now, I am listening to Arms by Christina Perrie and I won't give up by Jason Mraz. These are my new favorites and I just realized that I have no one to dedicate the songs.
Dear Future Lover, if you're already around... please give me a sign.
By the way, if anybody is asking if I'm happy being single, Yes I am. I may not yet be complete, but I am happy.
