I thought I had a sad love life before.
Well, stuck in the Carolinas, no pun intended, I barely have any life at all! I left a small college town where I knew a couple of reliable guys to come to a city where I know nobody apart from my sister. Well, After 3 weeks, I am barely in speaking terms with a 2pm bus driver called Tony. And surprise, surprise, he thought I was 17....
Oh how I miss my sweet reveries of MK, and the close encounters we have near McBryde! Why the initials? Because I surely dont' have his approval to realease his name out there. I sound like a bitter adult fiction character, but unfortunately, I don't shag anyone in my stories, and I am way far from being a successful PR or editor. I do fancy MK, and he probably don't give a damn. Yet, I haven't been able to replace him yet.
NCSU is pretty and even has some cute romantic spots. It is still lacking the full power of its 70% male students students though as the summer only retains the nerdy, geekly-clad boys. For a new start, a new life, i set myself a goal not to fall for a younger, poorer, less responsible man.
So between my rare job interviews, I debate whether to write to MK or not...The life of a spinster is looming ahead of me..arghhhh
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