I will dance in the rain.
Now I don't remember when was the last time I blogged.
I only recall reading other people's blogs.
I think I have been kind of a depressive maniac the past few days.
Been down with flu, bad bouts of cough and a scratchy throat.
It made everything seem lousy.
It made me feel pathetic.
I badly needed someone to tuck me under the covers with a mug of tea.
Steaming hot and comforting.
Like that time when I was sick with stomach flu in Austria and the bf was around.
As the days go by,
I kinda realised that the distance is getting to me.
It's really hard to only see each other for 2 months a year.
So what should I do with the other 10 months?
He goes for festivals and to the lake while I hang out with my friends.
He plays in matches that I never got to watch.
He watches F1 without me.
I really long to be able to be involved in all that and vice versa.
I have been thinking so much these days.
About who is gonna move and so on.
I decided I should and got down to planning for it.
But he thought it wasn't such a good idea afterall.
Then he said it would be easier for him to relocate to Singapore.
But I shot it down.
So, what's next?
Let's both move together.
