Why still single?

I’m not certain whether anyone has ever asked me this question but the answer is, I haven’t found the right one to commit YET.

I’m not anti the idea of being in a relationship but this thing takes time alright? I’m not those that will bump into a guy and set him as my target and try every single way to seduce him until he fell for me and drain his money then break up with him. Woops.

I would rather prefer everything goes slowly following the “flow”. I don’t know. I always think that there’s a Mr. Right for me out there (although I don’t have a single hint where he is). But when the time is right, I’ll meet him then I’ll open my heart to him and hopefully he will too. By that time, I hope that I’ll be happy.

But till now, I’m single. Good news is I’m not desperate. I’m happy in my own state now. Being single is not a sin or a crime. I just love myself so much and I’m not willing to use my money buying gifts for another guy when I can use that amount of money to buy me something!

I am loved by so many other people in my life. I’m not desperate for “the one”. I’m so busy doing my own stuffs! Reading novels, writing, studying, cooking, shopping, you know, all of those stuffs that happens in life.

Of course if someone did appear, I will share my time with him and blah. Commitment much. Urgh.

But now, don’t worry about my love life people (my mom and other up tied relatives). I like guys. Living alone in India is not that hard for me. In fact, I love Manipal! The greatest place on earth I’ve ever been to in my entire life. Settling down like a turtle in its shell in Manipal is what I’m doing now. I love my life. I LOVE my life.

P/s: This post is written one day before the classes start.

Love,

Mine

We haven’t seen each other in a month

Or… in a year.

It’s a beautiful (Reem) morning and I’m up early. I always like the fact that I woke up early in the morning. So that I don’t feel that I’ve wasted half of my day sleeping.

After a month…

I treat my hostel room nothing more than a hotel room.

I communicate less.

I love the softness of my bed (although it’s not at all soft)

I like the fact that I’m a senior now.

After a year…

I learned to enjoy life.

I say yes to things that my roomies suggested because I can’t bare the feeling of saying no to them. But saying yes always brings good outcome if the yeses is to my roomies. I believe that they’re always right.

I’m a doer now.

I started taking care of my face (in another word, I’m learning how to be a girl)

Well, despite all of this, people change. I change particularly. And I like my change because I know that the new me that I’m becoming is better than the old me. Teehee!

The witch of Portobello

I’m back in this not-so-familiar room with more not-so-familiar novels. I’m neither happy nor thrilled when I reach Manipal. I’m just tired. Tired of leaving my friends and family again. Tired of being alone in India again. The thing is, I hate to see myself alone. I don’t like to see myself alone in the mirror feeling helpless. I dislike the feeling that I need to be confident and strong in front of people even in front of my family members. It’s time to grow up but I don’t want that. I still believe in prince and princess, I still love Disney’s storyline and I still want a happy ending in every story.

I’m back with wonderful memories. I’m richer in heart. Deep down I believe that heart controls our mind and mind is so much greater than brain.

What’s new? Well, I have a new laptop. I love it. It’s white. I love it a lot. Plantzy became a jungle from a small about to wilt aloe vera. There’re more skin products in my closet. I brought back lots of cute stationaries. Most importantly, I’m a different person that I was before.

Now that I know that spending time with love ones means the world to me, I’ll be counting down the day that I can see them again. It feels amazing knowing that people treasure you as much as you do. Lots of love to Leader S and Blur S. You all made my life meaningful.

I still write letter to my friend (singular). I like receiving letters. I feel that writing letter are so romantic and much more warmer than emails and online chatting. Because it is more time consuming and it requires much more thinking and thoughts to write or reply a letter.

My family members are fine. They’re still alive. That’s some good news.

I’m drinking lots of water because I’m still sick. I hate falling sick. But falling sick when love ones are around is a total different story. ;)

Long story short, I love my family, I love Leader S and Blur S, I love my friends back in Malaysia, I love those that love me.

Thanks for the views.

Love,

Mine.