recently, the 2011 version of me loves some new things. some things I'd directly refuse if you ask me to back in the 2010. Traveling around Jakarta on weekdays, biggie rings, culinary, staying up until dawn, Bruno Mars's songs, romance movies, cycling, phone calls on Skype, number 4, and him. wait...no, no 'him' couldn't be included. he's not just a thing anyway. for me now..... he represents more than just a thing. (oh crap. I'm so bad in making sweet words and this paragraph starts to sound cheesy haha sorry)
yupe. I'm now off the market. a new beginning, a new empty book to be filled in by new story of boy and girl. but for this one, I constantly wish that this won't be just another story. and also I hope he doesn't just count me as another number. it's special. because as for me, I never fought this far before just to be with someone. and yeah, I've found that to be with him is something I couldn't ask more.
I'm officially in love.
p.s: I know you gotta read this and you'll mock me after.. but you know what? I don't care. even I know that stuff I still finished this post for you. hehe
p.p.s: trust me.
