Love Notes: An Attempt

This week, I've been ask a number of times about my (romantic) relationship status. What do I say? Wala eh. Does that mean I'm gay? Umm, no. It means I haven't found the right girl yet. While other try to be in as many relationship before they finally settle in one forever - aka marriage - I try to be as careful picking the one as possible.

Okay, okay. Torpe na kung torpe. In my mind, I can name at least three girls I am attracted to. The common denominator: they're all cute. And you can say, chinky-eyed.

Anyway, a friend argued to me that I could not really find the right girl without testing the waters. I conceded to that. But, how can I cover up my insecurities? I've read that women look for security. "Security" can be of various forms. This could be financial or emotional. Or both. I'd have to say I don't have either (or both). Whatever... Pbft!

Love, I could not say I've fallen into this. I'd prefer hormonal jolts. I can wait. (Taena! Loser ka talaga!)