Months after me confessing my feeling to my best friend (read part I) I was involved in this project of doing some cultural research. For a month, me and the team stayed in a village and discovered hidden gems they had there. There were 20 of us, 8 girls and 12 boys which later divided into 4 smaller groups. It was such a fun project, we discovered hidden beaches, went adventuring to the forest and caves, watched unique performances, met so many new friends, and for me... I found love.

He was one of the most adventurous amongst us, the wild one, I dare to say. As much as I love the project, I have to say I'm not built for dirty adventures. In fact, I'm one spoiled baby princess. You see... I'm one of those whiny, annoying who act childish and recklessly, him, being my total opposite was independent and all. We were two worlds apart, but what do they say? Ah, right... opposites attract.

It did, indeed.

I can't remember how I fell for him, nor I thought it was important. The thing I knew was one day I woke up all smiley singing A Rocket to the Moon's Dakota.

"Oh Dakota, I know our love is new. I barely know ya I've fallen over you.
It's the way you do the things you do that made me fall in love with you..."

Our feeling towards each other was obvious for the world to see, and I did nothing to hide it. I told myself, that when I finally do, I won't have a crush on him, I'll just fall in love. I even told my best friend about this, and he was of course, happy for me :)

He was one with awesome communicating ability, which I believe was one of the reason I fell for him. I always love boys who know how to communicate, not just with me but with pople around. We were in a project, remember? We had to have this communicating skill to get detailed information from the villagers.

And he did great.

When the project ended, we found ways to meet each other. I even helped him painted his room, which was one of the most romantic thing I've ever done. Me, being the ever so honest me, blogged about how happy I was finding this new object of my affection. Worst come to worst, my friends read it. I don't want to take the risk, I don't want them to gossip about me, no... of course I didn't do stupid thing like drifting away from him, why the hell would I hurt myself like that? I did the opposite, I told him about my feeling, and asked him "what about you?"

He said he felt the same way too, but he wanted to take things slow. I agreed to do so.

But I guess he took too slow, along the way when I waited for him... another guy coming up...