I'm sooooo mixed up, I don't believe it. But then again. I always am, no? It's always some bloke or other screwing with my head. Until they stop and I start screwing with theirs. Pah. I need help. Like, from a real psychiatrist. This is something my loyal ol' Psychowormologist has tried to cure but failed. Miserably. (Eh, Ju? :P)
So here's the scenario. I think I just embarrassed myself. Although I'm not sure whether anyone noticed. But if they did, then I did. If that made any sense. Henceforth, I shall NOT ever ever ever turn my head, no matter how powderful the magnet is. (Yes I said powderful, not powerful. So sue me.)
Oh what do I do, what do I do? Melodrama will get you everywhere or nowhere. Um. Right. Someone clue me in on what's wrong with me please. I have no idea what I'm typing, let alone why I'm typing it. I just feel like I have to say something, but I have no idea what.
On top of the fact that I have to watch what I say now coz this blog IS public. Sigh. No more rantings about my sucky lovelife. Debbie's nephew!!! Where are you????? LOL! Yeah yeah. Can I go back to Australia please???
Ju Li!!! I'm going nuts. I really am. Maybe I should just apply the "Elaine doesn't give a damn" formula and see if it works this time around. But then again, I have never yet been in such close proximity to previous uh.. conquests, for lack of a better word.
Argh. Save me please. From my brainless self.
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