Yesterday I was filled with rushes. I invited the morning moodily, by the afternoon I was my normal self... Come evening, I was having butterflies in my stomach and felt sick at the same time. All due to this crazy, amazing thing called infatuation.

I took time to digest that whole lil conversation I had with him in the evening. It happened so fast, I didn't know what I was saying. And plus it was raining heavily, so my mind was in a daze and I wasn't sure if I had heard right. Those things he said... sometimes confuse me.

What happened? I'm not sure myself... but one thin's for sure, it was nice. But I'm not gonna give in to him just as yet. Darn you Sotong... such an arse for being a sweet-talker. Notty-notty. But you see, it's a lil bit too late. I'm already hooked on you. Oops!

Yes, can't deny that you drive me crazy but my heart is cool honey. I hv to stay cool. After the conversation, I felt nauseous. I wanna puke so bad I felt like slapping somebody. And headache too. Oh gdness, the side effects are just plain horrible.

Ah, stop it stop it. Stop. It.




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