Ahh...it's been such a long time since blog. Well, as usual a lot happened.
But this time, I mean what is going to happen this week is gonna be weird.
I don't know why, I just feel it's gonna be really weird.
If I already know he had slept with x amount of girls, why would I still wanna go on a date with him?
If I already know he is not my type, why would I even want to talk to him?
If I already know he has a different background from where he grew up compared to mine, why would I still agree to spend my weekend with him?
If I already know he is always flying, why would I want to be involved with a guy like him?
If I already know he is so many years older than me, why would I still be interested to tell him what I thought of everything?
If I already know he is of another culture, another country, another colour, why would I still want to keep him around?
If I already know the chances of him cheating on me is higher than Mount Everest, why would I even want to listen to what he said?
If I already know I felt this is just gonna be another tragic story, why would I still want to blog about this?
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I am really exhausted from getting involved with men. This year alone, in this very place, I dated 5 people. Yes, 5. But there's still lack of something every time I went out with them. I don't even want to go on or vice versa. Time will tell I guess. I am still too depress to be involve in a steady one. Jeez, am I normal?
