The Introvert

There were a lot of things that pushed these hands to write about every significant thing in my life .

First off,  I have seen and felt and heard various scenarios, emotions and voices. They say that a writer is the sum of all their experiences in life. As an introvert, one might think that I haven’t experience much. Yeah, it is true, I haven’t had slept with anyone, I don’t do drugs, even the medical ones, I don’t smoke, I don’t drink, but I do fall in love.

They say that there are two types of guys in the world, one is the realist and one is the hopeless romantic. The realist hangs around all the time, looking for somebody to sleep with. He meets girls, have sex with them and just forget them, looking forward to meet another girl who has the same ideals as his, or perhaps a girl he can make-believe that it will be nice having him in her bed. On the other hand, there is this hopeless romantic who believes that there is this single girl who was destined for him. so he keeps on waiting and waiting for the right moment where God would let them meet each other. Sadly as you my friend would think, but fortunately as I could perceive it, I am the second guy, the hopeless romantic.

So basically, I would be writing about love, but not mostly, and how my hopeless romantic thing progresses and how my life as I call it works out for me.

So friend, I would love to hear that you are also committing yourself in reading this blog of mine.


Thank you!

Sincerely yours,

Le introverti