I'm currently on a working trip. In a beautiful way, i'm a tourist guide and in a straight way, i'm trying making some money for the life I've been struggling with. This trip costs me about 10 days. Today we're in Zurich. My clients went to sleep early and I didn't want to. Think about that, staying in this beautiful city for just 1 night and lead myself to bed at 11p.m?

I put my make up on while thinking maybe I would meet someone who can make me be in a daze. Yes, this is what I'm looking for. I've never been in love. I heard people talk about it, be insane because of it and some even worship it. I feel curious and yet jealous.

Anyhow, instead of meeting a single man or woman who can make my heart beats crazily, I came inside a strip club, paid a rumanian stripper named Eva 2 glasses of champagne and talked with her for almost 1h. When I couldn't pay more, I left and accidentally had another long conversation with a group of clients from the strip club. One of those named Nick and he was the most handsome (a mix of Nick Jonas and Joseph Gordon-Levitt), most well educated and importantly most vigilant. We talked alot and shared some absurd Hannah Montana jokes. In one second, I thought this might be my night but turned out to be this night was his barcelor party. It meanes he's going to be a groom soon. In 3 weeks. With a beautiful half Filipino. I was really fascinated about his love story and also happy for him. I could tell that Nick is passionately in love by the way he talked about his bride, the way he complimented her and those sparkle eyes he showed. He is a happy man. His drunk friend even suggested him to accompany me to the hotel. He just kindly said he could do that but that would be all. Of course, I don't need any man to do do the thing I can manage myself and mostly a soon to be groom one. This night seemed like an episode of How I met your mother and I satisfiely played a roll of some random girl in some random strip club who appeared like the Halley's Comet. You meet once in your early life and it dissappears in a blink of an eye. You'll never see it again or you have to wait 75 years later.

Back to Nick's story, he told me that the first time he saw his soon to be wife, he was like "Jesus fucking Christ, I got to have her". Contractly, she hated him since that time, he was deeply into cocaïne and her father was died because of this drug. Not until they met again in a private party where she got to know him better - the real him. Since then, they've been together for 4 years and hopefully for their whole life. I told him about my stubborn heart which doesn't want to shiver with love. He said "you don't have to search, it will come in anytime". What he said might sound cliché and dull but somehow, it gave me a piece of belief. That I deserve to have this kind of feeling.