July 7, 2012. Friday. 8 P.M. No man has
interest me since I met Dean. I didn’t welcome suitors nor I flirted. I just
don’t screw men all at ones. It’s never nice. Trends may change drastically
from conservative to otherwise, but my principle will remain the same. I believe
my best behalf does exist, who would tango with me throughout our lives. Now, it’s
been a week since I registered to online dating and I’m ready for long
conversations. I was hoping to meet someone just within the city but I’m open
for long distance. There’s one guy from Pennsylvania who stands among many
interests and messages I got. Steve seems cool and laidback, which I like most
to a person. I’m naturally cheerful at heart so I’m easy to please. Whenever I
look serious, I am rather concentrating or pissed off hahaha Anyway, that’s my
impression of him. As we went on talking, he said he has Irish skin and I
nearly backed off. The word ‘’Irish’’ startled me deep inside coz my ex is
Irish, 100%!!! What am I, an Irish magnet???!!! Then I learned that his dad is
Irish-welsh and his mom is Italian. I can’t help shaking my head when I think
of my new acquaintance but I can’t turn my back on anyone just because he/she
has something in common with my ex. But I hope that this guys is a keeper just
in case I’d eventually fall for him. I like him but there’s so much I still
want to know about him, like if he brushes his teeth religiously hahaha Help me
out blogger ^__^ la lala lala…
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