Salamm. It has been lonngggggg since my last post.
Nah, there'll be nothing fun bout this post. I'll be a typical ladyblog this time. Heh
Being alone makes a series of reminiscence to come back to me.
I have no boyfriend for this time but of course, like any other normal girls, I do have something called infatuation which in my case I believe it is not that.
Do you think that infatuation will make you read his every status, blogpost, or anything scribble with his name on it?
I know, I'm getting insane. It is more than infatuation. I'm becoming a creepy stalker in the making -big gulp.
This one fine boy, ehem you, has long makes my heart flutter. Thank god ure still in Malaysia. Believe it or not, my girlfriends tot I was joking when I put ur initial as the name on my hardisk (iknowcreeppyyehh) and when sometimes I stated Mr Architect when being asked about the profession of my future husband, they laughed.
No gfs, I love all of 'em and I did not blame 'em. Our 'thing' is sort of unpublished romance. And back then it was not a secret either. Haha. How I loveeee those days.
Being in different U give me the advantage of having a bit of pride as I can stalk and get updates bout you from far. (psst, no one knows i'm still stalking you. muahahahha)
Even my LLB 'muse' was not that special you know! (Thats because he got a gf oredi and I happen to like his gf too. I know, PATHETIC IS IT??!!)
Counting, it has been four years since we last met and I'm still can't get over it. Heh. You are something dude. Congrats. (like he cares...NO, PLEASE MAKE HIM CARES! *throaty cough*) Ohh, I should get a grip! *swoon*
To that particular Mr. Architect, If you come across this, please be noted that :
No worries, there's no grudge held against you. You are the sweetest guy who never make fun of my physical. Your mind is like a spin of web that sometimes I cannot reach you.
But I do wonder when we can start again. (Hopeful)
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