I don’t want to make this site a place of a written confession of a 28 year old V.This is plainly a thinking-out-loud thingy that is purely based on present state of mind. The reason that I am in the mood of reminiscing is because of the recent meet ups with special people from my past – elementary friends, high school, university, and www- friends. I must say that I am really blessed to have long time loyal friends that never fail to get reconnected and show excitement about updates, stories and turn out of events, be it serious or plain gossip. And yes, that include meetings with few closest guy friends.
The intellectual intercourse with my friends, did pave way for me to reflect and look back on how I had my fill in the twists of the so called game of love and friendship. I really don’t know if what really existed in the past were of amorous matter or clearly akin to fascination. I find it very remarkable on how I can talk about them like they have by no means been source of sleepless nights, chest pains (?) and uncertainty. Now that time has undoubtedly buff up the jagged part of my youth, it is just amusing to reflect then spill it out.
This is not a head count of boys/guys in my life, for truth be told, you would only need your fingers to be able to count them, hahah, oh no, just need to compare it with the number of senses, I guess. I was not the kind of girl who was always out for a date. I don’t attract boys and I was cool about that fact --- before. To be honest I’ve heard that some of my contemporaries or some guys from lower batches like me, but I don’t believe them because they don’t get close to me like what other guys do with girls they like. But I was young then, I practically enjoy group dates and clean yet crazy fun. Thus, only few guys left cheesy memories in me.I'll spare you the details. Message me if interested..hahah.
i was smiling all throughout, thanks for sharing flager :)
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