There's this new guy in my office who just joined tis company recently and he asked for my number. Dun worry,. he's not cute.

But that's not the point. It got Regan's feathers to ruffle up quite a bit and i dun know why i keep blushing whenever i think about it. Because it is nice to be cared for so much till your partner feel protective over you. And it is even nicer when he tries to pretend as if his reaction is nothing to be so excited about. As if it did not mean shit. And that's the best part. What's the difference in his protectiveness?
It is almost innocent, like a child protecting its toy so that other kids cannot even touch it.

I dun know how he does it but i manage to like him more and more everday and it's almost half a year we are together.
And everyday, i learn new things about everything. I am not one for gushing, which was why i dun really post out my feelings for him in many entries. And furthermore, i wouldn't want him to think that i am the kinda girl who feels about everything(which i do) and lives on castles i build in the air. (which i dun).

Because i am practical. I am. But with my feelings for him growing everyday, sometimes, i get emotional too. And i dun wanna be the kinda girl who talks about how beautiful it is to be involved with someone so great almost everyday. Eventhough i am feeling it.

Honestly, i am also not very expressive except to my dear ones. So i'll keep my expressions of the contents found within my fragile heart with my dear ones. And when i actually write about it, it must mean i will burst in ecstasy if i dun express it. Because i am proud. Proud that i am with someone honest, naggy, irritating, retarded and someone who calls me monkey for not apparent reason.
And i am proud that he is mine.

Ok, i reaaally got to go now. I am starting to sound like..ugh...a girl!