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Benzgasm

A combination of phenomenally intense feeling of pleasure due to excessive contact with Benz

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It is all in my head

Mr. CG is still all over my head for five days now. (In relation to my entry dated Sept 16) It keeps on coming all over and over again and I can't stand it! I guess I need to finish some business with him. So being a super me, I took some action. I bravely send off an SMS asking manager to forward me MR. CG’s mobile number (just did it a few minutes ago). He replied back telling me he still needs to ask permission. What the f*ck? I mean, does he have to do that? This is the end; there is no way now that I can get his number. I will give him an ultimatum. If I don’t receive any news from him until tomorrow evening then that’s it, I have to and need to flush him out of my system: One down, more to go! I can still find someone way better than him. He is just a speck of dust! Huh! It’s a huge waste of time and energy thinking about Mr. CG. But all this talking and ranting doesn’t give any relief. I am still feeling heavy and sorry for myself. Self-pity is not in my vocabulary! Badly need to eat comfort foods (mocha frap together with choco vanilla curls and mocha wip! Ahh!) to compensate for what happened. It would benefit me since I want to put on some weights coz I’m so slim like a broom stick. Oh well another lesson learned: Never expect and never assume coz there are things that are not what they seems to be. I hate life from time to time… I have to… no choice.

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