Wordgasm is a portmanteau of "words" and "orgasm", an outburst of words with the same euphoric effect of squirting your DNA. Nihil sub sole novum, the Ecclesiastes say; there is nothing new under the sun. It is only but words that grant the world a whole new spectrum of perception. And the point is? I have no idea.
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French Toast
Wednesday, 22 November 2006

I'm infatuated with a french dude!XD I am UNCONDITIONALLY DISGUSTED with aliens, nay, foreigners, but this dude's from FRANCE--not the Middle East (home of rancid garlic-reeking naturally-black-eye-lined (from eye-liner.XP) Arabos), not America (of the filthy sodomizingly anus-raping whiteasses), but FRANCE, yessir, FRANCE. F-R-A-N-S, France, Pransya, home of the stunningly beautiful, romantic, and majestic places in the whole wide hyperspace.:DD He is intelligent and witty and "incurably optimistic" and hysterically goofy. He loves books and scuba diving and swimming and writing too! Just like moi.:DD I have previously suspected that he's my male counterpart, my twin rather, since we resemble each other too much that perhaps our ravished souls were destined to be intricately strewn together. EEEEEEWWWWWWWW cheeeeeeeeeeeeezzyyyy.XD Didn't I mention that he's an atheist too?? Holymotherofgod we are soulmates!XD Wait, we don't believe in soulmates.XP The point is, we are intellectually, emotionally, psychologically, physically, and spiritually??XP compatible.:D Yesyes.:DD

My memory caching data system shuts down whenever I am drunk. Yesternight Isa reminded me of how I got rip-puking drunk the other night narrating everything that had happened even when I was seemingly sober. She said she even accompanied me to the bathroom to spew the bile hoarding at my throat whereupon I unwittingly dropped my spectacles into the toilet and even gaumlessly picked the filthy thing with my bare hands and hooked it back behind my ears.XP EEWWW. WTF have I just done??XP Then I said, "Why would I believe you! I am perfectly sane even when I am drunk! And that incident does not in anyway registers to my memory!" Then she said, "I swear! Your glasses fell into the toilet and you picked it up and put it on!" "Seriously now!" I said, "I'm not that stupid!" "But you did!" she insisted, "Go ask everybody!" And I did, and confirmed that it was true. Uuuuukkk. The horror!X0 (Oh you are that stupid.XP)

I love my life.:D I should've had moved on years ago. The concept of moving on is too simple even a buffoon would understand in a speed of a wink. Perhaps it might be called enlightenment.:D

I was stupid. Now--aye, I am bursting with ebullience--I am wise.XP My mental motor for wisdom is once again waxing in proportion to my optimism.XP I am optimistic! EEEKK!

I love school. I sound very intellectual every time I recite. Hekhekhek.

I love I love I love.:D I am in love.:D

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