70% of our body are made up of water.

Don't be suprise, I'm so not going to start a lecture on science or geography. I'm the one who should be suprised cause I found 70% of my past blog entries I blabbered about mr iskandar. I sound like another person seriously. I admit I feel a tiny bit nauseous reading my own mushy entries. God, I am the helpless romantic..then. So now perhaps I should add in another resolution to my all ready full list: "Stop being a romantic weirdo on net, cause it makes yourself puke besides others who reads it". Fair enough.

However sometimes you can't control the hormones and all you do all day is missing that someone, thinking about that someone and you end up feeling all dreamy about him. Then your fingers started to move and when you realised, you've published your innermost feelings online. It seems that it happens to me most of the times in the past. Maybe instead of gushing over him all the time, I should minimise the level of romantic feelings in my blog.

Or perhaps I should start my own sets of rating just like in the movies. Some may include:

1. P.G : Perverse Guidance.
I certainly don't want my readers to develop a perverse behaviour upon reading my entries.

2. s-M18 : si-Mentel/Mental/Miang aged 18 years and above.
Suitable for those who have these itchy feeling and those who reads cheap romantic paperback novel. Hint: Makcik Rose and her 18th century love novel. Haha.

3. R.A : Romance Alive, only for matured adults.
You get what I mean don't you?

So there.

On a lighter note, there's nothing wrong about being romantic on net. You can't please everyone who reads your blog. It's your blog and you decide. Instead of demoralizing and criticizing the blog owner, it's much better that we share his/her excitement. Indeed, be happy for others. I'm not trying to achieve anything by posting this out but hey, where's the love people?

At most if you feel so irritated and disgusted, my advice would be: "Just stuck your tongue..and don't open your mouth ok". Haha!