I’m helplessly infatuated

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Ya, I know. I might as well re-name my blog as “Die Hard Wentworth Miller Fan Site”.

Now I’m not just in love with his brains…

I’m in love with Michael Scofield.

I’ve always got this things for brains, and he have a lot of that.

In fact, I’m so head over heels with him that I fall in love with Wentworth Miller too.

God, he’s like the sexiest men ever.

(I know I sound like a stupid no-brainer bimbo. But who cares about anything else when they’ve got this –>     to stare at for the whole day)

That, and these…

Oh God, I can literally do nothing & just look at these picture the whole day. And people say we need food to live.

I’m bored, and crazy…

Apparently the cute guy I mentioned wasn’t the least interested in me. He just want to sell his cam.

Yeah, like i didn’t know.

Ok, enough about that. Let’s pursue some other topics. Like how I used the new cam to take a cool pic of me in black & post it on Friendster. Ha ha. Feels & look like Men In Black. or The Matrix. Ha Ha.

Ya, I know it’s vain. I just can’t help it.

Life’s Good. (I hope I didn’t sound like I’m promoting LG everytime I say this.)

An exciting encounter

6.00pm. PC Fair, KLCC. Buying a digital cam.

What a cute guy. Should’ve act as if I come to this booth for the first time and then get him to explain the function of the cam, and have the pleasure of looking at him without being too obvious on the staring part…which I really hope wasn’t obvious when I did it …
I’m helplessly female in the getting the cheapest deal in shopping context. Always having the ‘the-next-booth-will-have-a-much-better-deal’ type of thinking. But then it’s good that I’m like that, or else I’ll miss this wonderful encounter, ha ha.

Yeah, I regret it the minute I told him the other guy had explained the function to me earlier. Stupid me.

But then, being a fast thinker as I am, I did come up with several questions, which the answers I didn’t hear nor care.

I realised that when one focus intently on something with one of their sensory organ, all the others will cease to function. I was really lost in nowhere when he ask me on my credit card. I was like ‘humm?’, when he repeated that I need to give him my card. I hope I wasn’t caught in the act. Even if he realised I think he pretended he didn’t.
Anyway, I did get his number at the end.

I walked away with a new digi cam in hand, wishing earnestly I need to buy more. Ha ha.