I was skimming through my blog, again. I was reading my ugh old posts, now I know what it feels to be 17 and in love again. I have been together with my blog as far as 2005, there was no post deleted, it was like before, corny and nonsense. Well as corny and nonsense it maybe, some of the post are well, the greatest and sometimes heartbreak days.

I never know how in love feels like, the kind of in love that, you know the meaning of being sweep off by your feet, cloud 9, corny and mushy. There are really love that grows and love that grows old.

I do have the second type of love "love that grows old", I had a set of boyfriends before but now not even one, bitter? well I will be too damn hypocrite if not.