*breathes in and out ala darth vader*
i can feel the desperation.
and its only been a day and a half of felixlessness.

i began my search at studio.
the desperation was so deep that i found myself being cheek-kissed by one of my close guy friends and wishing that i could make out with someone. anyone.
frantically, i searched for this guy who apparently thinks i am extremely hot.
i couldnt find him. my eyes fell on this really cute kid in a blue-striped shirt and i gazed at him *i love the fact that i have glasses now!* i weighed things in my head --his mannerisms, his cheeks, his body build, his clothes-- and guessed he was around fourteen.
right on the dot! i stopped myself from going up to him and making out with him on the spot. i stopped myself. but with great difficulty. and with five of my friends telling me to stop cradlesnatching!!!

*slaps self back to reality*

then i went to silom to meet up with some friends who were considerably older (i.e. in their twenties and thirties).
ok, i juz have to say it: FRANCK WAS SIZZLING HOTTT!!!
i dont care if his wife is reading this *yes, he has a wife*, coz he was really hot. HOT, HOT, HOTTT!!! (im sorry, isabell. juz being honest, schnuckiputz!)
again, i stopped myself from grabbing him, kissing him, grinding on him on the dancefloor, and humping him in the back of the club. i stopped myself. but with great difficulty. and with his wife popping up out of nowhere every fifteen mins.

*slaps self back to reality*

das bin ich mit meiner schatzipoo. <3

surprisingly, i didnt think abt felix while i was there.

so why am i going nuts now? 0:(