Monday, March 05, 2007


It may seem weird, the bliss of watching a juvenile show and yet at the same time being so absorbed in the show. The show is peppered with lame actors/tresses who cant act for nuts, their expressions can be so hilarious that i cant help but laff aloud at their seriousness to really act.

However, the show trigger the primordial emotions that are hidden deep within the soul of concussed troll.

I felt joy when the lead male touched the face of the lead female, sad when she was confused and happy when the lead does so much for the female. It's a feeling of innocent passion, where the ultimate pleasure is a demure kiss on the lips, a touch is pure bliss, a devoted action to be the supreme act of love. Somehow, I have lost all these in a sense, how can i find my innocent self back?

I want to have the times when my hands will tingle, my heart will pump, my eyes will go all so starry at the simple action of a guy brushing my place and looking into my eyes.
I must find the me, the one whom I know I wanna be ;
7:10 PM