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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 9:52 AM

Friday, August 25, 2006

WHATS UP people? How have you all been DOING?
YEA YEAH. I'm back. Please don't be overly EXCITED. Examinations ENDED and its kinda FCKED up. so let's just DROP the SUBJECTS and PRETEND it NEVER happened.

To start things up a LITTLE bit, perhaps SOMEONE can answer me 2 of MY MOST PRESSING questions in my HEAD right NOW. First WHY is a RESTROOM called a RESTROOM? Like do you see PEOPLE even WALKING in HANG around for a minute or two before WALKING back out saying, "GOD, that felt GOOD!" Shit NO. UNLESS, they have been RELIEVING themselves, you know what I MEAN. that EXPLAINS all the RANDOM spots of GRAFFITI on the WALLS of the CUBICLES, the COLOUR simply tells US how LONG has it been since the ARTIST created that MASTERPIECE. seriously its GROSSIEST and most DISGUSTING shit EVER. not FORGETTING the PUNGENT stench, its NOT AROMA THERAPY for GOD's sake, OKAY let's not even go THERE.

Secondly, WHY is the RESTROOM always WET? Like EVERYWHERE. the TABLETOP is WET, the SEATS are WET, PUDDLES everywhere, and even the CEILING DRIPS. its like there's a ALL YEAR ROUND MONSOON season in there or something. I mean there's NO WAY its the CAUSE of LOUSY PLUMBING. its just HOW we PEOPLE uses IT. NOTICE such OCCURANCES only happen in PUBLIC RESTROOMS? What's MORE, People have become SO DAMN IGNORANT that they DON'T bother AIMING anymore, STOP pointing FINGERS, its NOT just GUYS, even LADIES as well. I even HEARD they don't BOTHER sitting anymore, BLAMING the DIRTY SEATS. And WE even wonder WHO was the ONE who DIRTIED it in the first PLACE.

If that wasn't SURFEITING enough, LISTEN to THIS. guess WHAT I saw in ONE of the CUBICLEs in a MALE RESTROOM. its a FCKING USED SANITARY PAD stuck onto the FLUSH button. THIS IS INSANITY. I am SPEECHLESS, my DINNER almost CAME out THROUGH my GODDAMN mouth. HOW do you expect PEOPLE to FLUSH with such an ARTIFECT obstructing the way? And WHY is it even THERE in the FIRST PLACE? OKAY GAYS are getting POPULAR, soon BEING the IN thing, so I guess we should get use to SEEING PADs in RESTROOMS. I mean SOME people REALLY are REALLY SUCCESSFUL in CONVINCING themselves that they actually NEED one. But then again CAN SHIT like that HAPPEN?

The TWISTED minds of PEOPLE is KILLING the WORLD. DEGRADING I say. COME ON, DO SOMETHING, at least EXPRESS your VIEWS and OPINIONS, EXTEND the MIDDLEFINGER at least.
Speaking out which, anybody EVER thought WHY does it have to be the MIDDLEFINGER?


And I still feel that LOVE sucks.


IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 10:43 AM

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

HARLOW peeps. Been WAITING huh? Sorry to keep ya ALL waiting. had to deal with the UPCOMING examinations and ALL. Yea yea. the USUALs. WHATEVER it is, I'm here, talking, writing to you.
Someone just happened to share with me a STORY today, I felt it was something that kinda INTERESTING in a way actually, so DECIDED to BLOG about it so that you PEOPLE might get to THINK about A THING or TWO.

It's ABOUT 2 guys and a GIRL. it's NOT your TYPICAL love triangle CRAP. so PAY ATTENTION okay? They kinda SHARED the LADY, to make things SIMPLE, they were having the SAME GIRLFRIEND. and before YOU SMARTIES jump to CONCLUSION, all 3 of them KNEW what was HAPPENING. and ASTONISHINGLY this carried on for 2 years. The simple REASON, the girl's CONFUSED and obviously CAUGHT UP between the 2 of them.

Interesting what LOVE do to people, some of you out there might feel that these 2 guys are the DUMBEST DUMB in DUMB DUMB history, WHO in the RIGHT MIND would WILLINGLY be a SUBSTITUTE to some other? but COME to THINK of it, would you?
We GUYS maybe JERKS or even REDUNDANT creatures of EXISTANCE to many of you GIRLS, but have you ever thought that there's the OTHERSIDE of us that are SENTIMENTAL, SWEET and ALL? it's just that we don't SHOW it that OFTEN, then AGAIN it DOESN'T mean that we are that STRONG and INDEPENDENT. Guys don't go to EACH OTHER and WHINE and RANT about how much they MISS that SPECIAL her and STUFF, its deemed to be GAY, at the END of the DAY, we still NEED someone who would LISTEN to our HEART.
For ME, I'm FORTUNATE enough to have LIL NEXA, but there are MANY who really are at LOST of A LISTENING EAR. That AIN'T alot to ASK FOR, is it? COME on, you've got 2 of it. Just lend the POOR GUY ONE.

Okay, now you're gonna say WE say the DARNEST thing ALL THE TIME, and US being SO EMOTIONAL and MUSHY just kinda PUTS YOU OFF. Ladies, we really need your ENCOURAGEMENT please? IF not, by ALL MEANS, tell yourself to be REALLY NICE for TODAY and BE RECEPTIVE to what he's gotta SAY, it would DEFINITELY HELP. Seriously, when we say something, we REALLY MEAN IT, (although there are SOBs out there who are LYING through their FREAKIN' TEETH.) and you've NO IDEA how HARD it takes for US to even VOICE it out. At times when you all just don't seem to UNDERSTAND, we JUST wanna BEAR a HOLE through our CHEST, PLONK the HEART out and let you FEEL it, LITERALLY.

And do you KNOW how DIFFICULT it is just for US to MEAN something to you GIRLS? We might even END up doing the STUPIDIEST thing EVER, and not even a LOOK from YOU. Even in the END, when we STEP into your HEART, a HUGE SIGN that GREETED us reads "Currently Occupied by 2 other users, nevertheless make yourself at HOME."



Like you and me,
Expressions are supposed to be free.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 8:13 AM

Sunday, August 20, 2006

As promised, I got back to you all as SOON as I finished up with the MATTERS of the HEART, actually it's not really completely FINISHED. I mean this kinda stuff can never be totally RESOLVED right? If it could be, there WOULDN'T be SO MANY EMOman, EMOlady, EMOkids and EMObabies AROUND. so let's just say it ACCIDENTALLY SLIPPED to one corner of my MIND. i bet you guys are SERIOUSLY missing the CORNY ME, ain't I right? Come on, just say YES! CONFESS.

There's SOMETHING I kinda observed, and actually is quite PUZZLED by it. Can ANYONE of you please TELL me why do PEOPLE with BAD BREATH are the one the ENJOY telling SECRETS? notice how they LOVE coming UP so CLOSE to you that you are STRUGGLING to BREATHE, and how the HECK do you EVEN CONCENTRATE on whatever he or she is saying? to TOP it off, MOST of the time, People with BAD BREATH do not know it themselves. GREAT! my FRIEND and I have a SERIOUS communication PROBLEM. a BARRIER in fact. and apparently I'm the only one SUFFERING from it, and he's totally OBLIVIOUS to it. In such PERIL situations, MINTS are LIFE SAVERS. just offer it to your friend. IF he don't get the HINT, and REJECTS it. INSIST. and POP the FREAKIN MINT into his HELLHOLE. And GENTLY remind him to STOP having CORPSES for BREAKFAST.

Apart from that, there's ANOTHER question I would like to have it EXPLAINED, has ANYBODY ever wondered why is LOVE a four-letter word? whatever it is, I guess it's pretty FCKED up to fall in LOVE, as LIL NEXA and I have AGREED. the BRAIN and the HEART works INDEPENDENTLY. Thus, from this, its OBVIOUS that LOVE is something TOTALLY ILLOGICAL, UNEXPLANATORY and INDESCRIBABLE. You cannot UNDERSTAND love, but only FEEL it. GET? STOP asking WHY somebody loves somebody. BECAUSE he or she most probably DON'T KNOW the REASON as much as you DO. Come on, if you LOVE the other party, because of some SUPERFICIAL reason like GOSH he's SO DAMN CUTE! or she's SO HOT she LIGHT my TORTILLAs ON FIRE. that isn't LOVE you GOONS. its just an INFATUATION.

Lock the doors. Leave the WORLD outside. and listen to my HEARTbeat.

Credits once again to BABYSANN. its the CHEMISTRY that's why.

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 9:19 AM

Saturday, August 19, 2006

My BELOVED readers, please bear with me for this last entry.
Which is dedicated to HER and HER only.
Those who are not INTERESTED can jolly well look away, for this is what I have to say.


IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 7:32 PM

I'm back AGAIN, as usual. as often. and as CRAPPY.
I'll try not to be EMO for this once, since a COUPLE of you guys are COMMENTING on how I should not my MOOD affect the way i BLOG. seriously its like WHAT THE HELL. it's MY BLOG and I've have SIMPLY no IDEA why am I letting you PEOPLE DICTATE the way MY ENTRIES should be.

To start things off a LIL bit. Have you GUYS and GUYETTES, ever thought of what ZeBRAs really are? They're got to be the MOST EROTIC and SENSUAL mammals in the ENTIRE animal KINGDOM. Ze BRAs actually meant THE BRASSAIRE in FRENCH? I know its pretty DUMB for me to put it in such a way, and by the way I am not in ANY FORM of HORNINESS.
but OF COURSE, ZeBRAs sound WAY NICER than ZePANTIEs. whoever NAMED them is NO DOUBT a HORNY FRENCH dude DOING them a GREAT FAVOUR. Imagine PARENTS telling their LIL kids at the ZOO. "Hey, look at the LARGE ZePANTIEs!" God, that sounds TERRIBLE and totally UNKEMPT.

Enough of all that LINGERIE terms and SHIT, I DO NOT wanna be the NEXT SEX ICON, its NOT that I do not have WHAT it TAKES, but I just don't ENJOY having that MUCH attention in that kinda MANNER. but can SOMEONE please answer me. HOW DO PORN STARS manage to PULL that KINDA SHIT of with all the LIGHTINGs and CAMERAs in their FACES? ain't this kind of stuff be EXECUTED in PRIVACY and preferably in the DARK? its not that there ain't ANY NIGHT MODE functions in CAMERAs.

okay okay. I REALLY MUST STOP HERE. before PARENTS ban their KIDS from READING my BLOG. oh YA. NEXA, you really shouldn't be reading this, you're too YOUNG for this, its TOO EXPLICIT. I really apologise for NEGLECTING your PRESENCE. but THEN again, I don't think I'm the ONLY ONE neglecting it. SO WHATEVER.

Ok now to INTRODUCE once again to the PICTURE contributed by my VERY OWN ILLUSTRATOR, BABYSANN.
Come on, SHE's the BEST around, so don't envyME. =)
She TRULY depicts my FEELINGs, my TRUE confession. for that I'm GRATEFUL. so should you. I MEAN it. EVERY WORD I SAY, SAID, WILL BE SAYING.


You are MY SUNSHINE.
My ONLY SUNSHINE.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 8:13 AM

Friday, August 18, 2006

IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 4:38 AM

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Ever wondered why have I been BLOGGING ever so FREQUENTLY these few days? To think you BOYS and BOYETTES even BELIEVE that its for all of your READING PLEASURE. Please kindly allow me to ENLIGHTEN you. LIFE's been a REAL BITCH to ME so FAR. It's like I'm on a GODDAMN rollercoaster ride, you know those which just KEEPS going ON and ON, till you're like "OKAY! now where's the FCKIN' STOP button?!" And I swear I'm gonna KICK whoever ASS, DONKEY, MULE, who asks me to GO GETALIFE (card). I seriously NEED to TALK to my LIFE. can SOMEONE or THING please tell me what's GOING ON around here? ALL my friends have pretty much GONE through the BOOKS BURIAL INITIATION, and I'm the ONLY one TRYING to RESIST it. There's SOMETHING even more SINISTER than the EMOnster in OUR midst. The MUGGERETARD, I bet NONE of you have the SLIGHTEST idea about it, cause NOBODY ever saw it coming until its TOO LATE.

BOOKS BOOKS BOOKS. must READ. must STUDY. must DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SCORE THE HIGHEST. (this includes DENYING to share NOTES, UNWILLINGNESS to guide, RELUCTANCE to provide assistance. ME. MYSELF. I. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH...)

Damn SCARY huh? see what IT can do to you? it TURN friends on each other. Or perhaps YOU guys ain't really friends in the BEGINNING at all. It's just MAKING USE of one another. Let's LOOK on the BRIGHT side IF there's even ANY to start with. okay MAYBE there's just ONE. after the EXAMINATIONS, everybody goes back to their USUAL self. So life's BEAUTIFUL on the SURFACE again.

ENOUGH of SCHOOL and PAPERS. back to LIFE. that BITCH. ever felt so DEPRESSED that you wanted to KILL youself? Come on, that's PROBABLY what LIFE wants. And you wanna just GIVE IN to IT after all that SHIT it put you through? How DUMB can you get? And for those who started CUTTING themselves recently, SHEDDING blood ain't REALLY worth it either. Speaking of BLOOD, lil NEXA was in a TERRIFIC state of MIND yesterday, she had this INSPIRATION and RANDOMLY came up with this PHRASE. Well, at least I can RELATE to it.

BLOOD won't KILL,
its YOU that WILL.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 9:00 AM

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

This time round, I'm gonna have my first ever CHINESE entry. Pretty COOL huh? for you POTATOES EATING MONOlingual BASTARDS, I'm NOT sorry for you not being able to COMPREHEND a SINGLE character that's posted, so MUCH for treating CHINESE characters as some kinda CAVEMAN drawing when you're in PRESCHOOL learning them.

And for THOSE who are seeing FUNNY FUNNY SYMBOLS running all across the screen, please remain SEATED and CALM. And OBEY the INSTRUCTIONS as follows, to make it an IDIOT-PROOF manual. I've decided to break it down STEP by STEP.

1) Bring your cursor SLOWLY over to the word "VIEW" at the top of your INTERNET EXPLORER. (this is a painfully DELICATE process and has to be executed with extreme CAUTION to prevent any WRIST injuries.)

2) Click on the button to activate a DROP DOWN menu. (exercising the RIGHT amount of strength on the mouse button is the CRUCIAL key to the SUCCESS of this step.)

3) Good job so far on reaching the 3rd step. Now, I want you to SCROLL DOWN to the option "Encoding", from there kindly select the "Unicode (UTF-8)" and it is COMPLETE.

From now on, CHEERIOS to those who are able to APPRECIATE and ENJOY the PROFOUNDNESS as well as BEAUTY of this POST. Nevertheless, don't FRET Potatoeheads, a new entry would be up any time SOON. It's not the END of the world, so no point trying to STAB or CUT yourself. AND for those who decided NOT to COME BACK ANYMORE, guess what. I DON'T REALLY CARE. Meanwhile, may I PROUDLY present to you.

5歲的時候，我說我愛你. 你歪著腦袋，眨著水晶般的大眼睛， 疑惑地問我："什麼意思？"

15歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你的臉紅得像火燒，頭深深地低著， 擺弄著衣襟，你好像在笑。

20歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你把頭靠在我的肩上，緊緊地挽住我的手臂， 像是下一秒我就要消失一樣。

25歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你把早餐放在桌上，跑過來刮了一下我的鼻子說: "知道了！懶蟲，該起床了!"

30歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你笑著說："你呀！要是真的愛我，就別下了班到處跑， 還有，別再忘了我叫你買的菜!"

40歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你邊收拾碗筷邊無表情的嘟囔著： "行了，行了，快去給孩子復習功課去吧！"

50歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你打著毛活頭也不抬："真的？ 你心里是不是巴不得我早點兒死掉。" 然後就咯咯咯地笑個不停。

60歲的時候，我說我愛你， 你笑著捶了我一拳： "死老頭子！孫子都這麼大了，還貪嘴!"

70歲的時候，我們坐在搖椅上，戴著老花鏡， 欣賞著50年前我給你的情書， 我們已經褶皺的手又握在了一起， 那時侯我說我愛你， 你深情地望著我， 其實你那已經皺紋對壘的臉仍是那麼美麗...... 爐子上的開水咕嘟咕嘟地冒煙, 溫馨的暖意充滿了整個屋子........ ......

80歲的時候，你說你愛我. 我什麼也沒說，因為我流淚了， 但是那是我人生最最快樂的日子， 因為你終于說出了那句"我--愛--你"。

Short and sweet, I seriously don't really wanna wait that long for the 3 sweetest word in the UNIVERSE. =)
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 9:22 AM

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Okay for the pleasure of you SICKOs out there. Emo entries can get REALLY ADDICTIVE. it just makes you wanna POST more and more and MORE of it, that you FINALLY lose yourself to the UNFORGIVING GRASP of the EMOnster. And once you get there, there's NO turning BACK. IT just keeps wanting more and MORE from you. Its just like this VOICE inside YOUR HEAD, " BLOG EMO, EAT EMO, LIVE EMO, PLAY EMO, TALK EMO........................................"

But nevertheless, I'm NOT going to be like you BUNCH of LOSERS who give in just like that. I'm making a STAND, say NO. (say. sAY. SAY! UFOOOO!) Do you guys know that HARD GAY ain't really GAY? He just has this SERIOUS fetish for LEATHER and an UNCONTROLLABLE URGE to SHAKE HIS HIPS in the MOST OBSCENE manner at the MOST INAPPROPRIATE places. But so WHAT? He has the BIGGEST fan base compared to MANY OTHERS who are working their ASSES of in the MEDIA industry. and TRUST me to say that IF Mr. HARD GAY was to release an OFFICIAL album, it would DEFINITELY be a TOTAL SELLOUT. and THAT's what I call DARES TO BE DIFFERENT.

DAMN! I'm just gooch at SIDETRACKING, by the way, I really wanna share with you people something, LAST NIGHT, I was RANSACKING through my HEART, believe me when I say IT's in a TOTAL MESS. I was trying to SORT out THE MESSIEST pile of SHIT EVER, like ANGER one side, GRIEVE in another corner, JOY was kinda SCARCE so I just chucked it ASIDE, then LOVE, if I ever recall, I threw it away but there it was somehow lying on the floor, I picked it up and decided to keep it for the time being. Then, I found something, a BOX with a LOCK, something like BOX-a-LOCK, or LOCK-a-BOX. (okay its CLICHE, but I bet NONE of you saw it COMING.) it was marked "SUPPRESSED EMOtions." and if SMART ALEXs think that "Oh he's gonna say that somebody has the key to that LOCK and he's gonna ask whoever it is to give it back, ooooohhhhh, HOW ORIGINAL!". the answer's NO. I have the KEY and guess what I found? I'm......... NOT TELLING! WHATEVER it is, IT DOESN'T matter ANY of YOU, ok perhaps only just one of you. But you see, this kind of things ain't SUPPOSED to be SHARED so OPENLY, and I have NO IDEA why am I even BLOGGING about it?! Take it as a REWARD for being a LOYAL reader of my BLOG then.

but SERIOUSLY, for many of you who are CONFUSED or UNCERTAIN about how your HEART's operating, perhaps its a pretty good idea to TAKE a LOOK in it once in a while, you'll be SUPRISED how CLUTTERED it is INSIDE, which explains why MANY THINGS that happened without any possible REASON, maybe its just a FEELING which you have been denying all along. For once MANY can be ENLIGHTENED by my BLOG, and not just LABEL it as LAME and NONSENSICAL.

For just this once, I hope that the WORLD can be a better place with LOVE.

Love thy NEIGHBOUR.



IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 8:41 PM

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Today was the MOODiest day EVER. and I shall DECLARE it to be the MOODiest day in MOODY day HISTORY.
The sky was MOODY, I'm MOODY. Even the bread in the kitchen is MOODY, so much so that MOULD appeared on it.
Okay, perhaps it's just one of those days again. You know when things don't turn out the way you want it to be? and somehow or rather SHIT HAPPENs. speaking out which, some SERIOUS SHIT happened not long back. A COUPLE of my friends had some CLOSE ENCOUNTERS and ISSUES with SHIT. LITERALLY. One even came so CLOSE that he INHALED its STENCH, and described it as REFRESHING and THERAPEUTICAL for the BODY.

As I was saying, my MOODiness has taken a toll on me PSYCHOLOGICALLY, thus I have DECIDED after much LENGTHY DELIBERATIONS, that I shall have a EMO post for once. This doesn't mean that I'm gonna turn my BLOG into a EMOTICTWIST or whatever you call that. During the MEANTIME, please ENJOY and SAVOUR the NEW EXPERIENCE of my first ever EMO entry. Actually it isn't much of an EMO post, it just a STRING of RANDOM THOUGHTS I've EXPERIENCED after the MANIFESTATION of an ANGEL.

It took me some time to realise that the feelings weren't momentary,
Believe me on my part it was involuntary.
Moments we shared certainly were unforgettable,
Such strong feelings were undeniable,
Captivating are your alluring eyes,
Like how the stars embellish the azure night sky.
Sometimes I wish we could be more than just friends,
Perhaps someday you will understand.
Till then life goes on for you and me,
The bestest friend of yours I'll always be.

Well, that's the end. SHORT and SWEET. no bloody stuff like CUTTING of WRISTS. NO CURSING and SWEARING. Come on, what were you guys EXPECTING?

This is my shortest entry so far, I've already told you HIGHLY EMOtional creatures that I SUCK,(oh MAN, I miss I-si-ca-li-mo BADLY!), at writing stuff liddat. whatever it is, effort is put in NEVERTHELESS. so QUIT WHINING. Okay, perhaps I should thank you for trying to APPRECIATE. or maybe not, its YOU who chose to read my BLOG.

OKAY! FINE! THANKS ALRIGHT?! thanks for SUPPORTING me this FAR. I'm GRATEFUL. SERIOUSLY I AM. I wanna use this chance to thank my MUMMY and DADDY, cause without them, there's NO WILBERT. This getting overly MUSHY and HAIR RAISING...

=)

给我你的爱　让我陪着你去未来
给我你的爱　手拉着手　不放开
就算宇宙爆炸　海水都蒸发
只愿你的记忆里　有我的拥抱...
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 3:36 AM

Tuesday, August 01, 2006

Welcome back!

You're just in time to join us for TEA or SUPPER. depending on what time are you reading this post of mine. My dear friend here is Pipi, she's a LOVE CUPID. and she's inspired by a very lovely and adorable close friend of mine. Okay, perhaps Pipi isn't like any other cupids, at least not the one that you CHILDISH KOOK. Fancy you STILL BELIEVING that CUPIDS are CORPULENT lil ANGELS with PYGMY wings, FLUTTERING around in the air.

I mean its NORMAL for people to have IMAGINARY friends right? Florence has BILLY, I mean its not only him but also the RANDOM soft toys around her that SPEAKS too. Terence has his CARTOONY friends, whom he claims to be able to CELEBRATE his birthday with him. IF you think that having IMAGINARY friends is WEIRD, there are EVEN WEIRDIER stuff that's going on in the WORLD. I have BALLS that BITCHES, BITCHES that pretend to have BALLS. you know stuff along that line.

Have you ever HEARD of CRAZY in LOVE? I have a lil SIS who I am CONVINCED to be DEEPLY INFATUATED with a GUY. it all STARTED when she ACCIDENTALLY took notice of him at some event and stuff. and then the TRIGGER to the CHAIN of REACTIONS was pulled. SIGNS of LOVASTY, LOVESTATIC, LOVATION. LOVOLOGY can be OBSERVED, listed are only few of the MINOR observation I have obtained from my MONTHS of STUDY. My experiment would be named SUBJECT, and the STIMULANT would be OBJECT, in this case, for the ease of identification.

1) SIGHTING of the object would cause HEART CONVULSIONs, OBVIOUS reactions from subject include BLUSHING, sudden HYPE, INSATIASABLE urge to ATTRACT the ATTENTION of the subject. In more extreme situation, UNCONTROLLABLE facial muscles SPASMs, resulting in RETARDED LOOKING smiles.

2) When SPEAKING to object, both over the web or in person, LONG response time or STAMMERING speech, this is PERFECTLY normal, such SYMPTOMS are known as THINKING LAG TIME, subject has to think befoer answering so as to PROVIDE a chance for the object to PROLONG the conversation as long as possble.

3) Subject feeling ULTRA SENSITIVE to the NAME of the object, HEARING it would cause the subject to TURN in the direction, as if it was her name being CALLED. This however, does not occur every time. To avoid AROUSING SUSPICION among FRIENDS and the PEOPLE around her, the subject might choose to REACT in a slightly SUBTLE way, for example, just DRIFTING her eyesight, or PERKING her ears to LISTEN to any possible conversation that the subject is having.

4) Subject is able to capture and remember any SCENT which the object has, this includes, PERFUME, AROMA, and naturally ODOUR. This is especially STIMULATING when the object doesn't have any DISTINCTIVE smell, the ONLY scent which the subject captures is th object's BODY ODOUR. and this is absolutely FASCINATING, seeing how HIGH the subject gets when coming in CLOSE proximity with the object.

Above are only few of the MILLIONS reactions which the subject experienced cause by the object, there are also many other signs such as INCESSANT RATTLING about the object to the people whom she hangs out with, NON-STOP occurance of the object's IMAGES through the mind of the subject (this take place even during meal times when the subject is QUEUING up for FOOD.) imagine the SERIOUSNESS of the SITUATION? my LIL sis is TOTALLY HEAD over HEELS, HEELS over HEAD, her HEELS give HEAD, for this guy.

For you LOVEY DOVEY, MUDDLE HEADED SWEETARDS out there, LOVE is 99% SUFFERING, and 1 FREAKIN' % HAPPINESS, for those who PERSIST to FALL in LOVE, ( FALL that's the CORRECT word, i bet it HURTS when you fall, and did ANYBODY realise that FALL is ACTUALLY before WINTER?) I salute you. ALL hail the many who have the courage to brave the FIRE and STOOD STRONG against the DAUNTING terror of THE RELATIONSHIP. And at last, shall we ALL join HANDS and PRAY for my LIL SIS who's about that CLOSE into BEING with the BOY of her dreams.

I love you SIS, I'll miss you...

There was a time, when love wasn't really much a friend of mine.
All that I ha,d was the KILLING kind.
IM NOT TELLING YOU So much for being WILBERT, 10:06 AM

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