Don't u just hate one sided infatuations? Especially the kind which strikes u at the most unlikely moment.

U merely take a glance at him/her for one quarter of a second, yet in that time, ur mind can vividly capture precisely how he/she looks like and remembers exactly what he/she is wearing then. And when u look away, the urge to turn around again demeans the will not to, and once he/she catches u looking back, u end up feeling like a hermit crab without its shell. Oh, and the worst part is, u don't even knw his/her name! The whole idea just makes u feel even more like a fooltard when u end up replaying in ur mind him/her discovering u checking him/her out, and when u spend the next few days (sometimes, weeks) reminiscing of those few seconds u secretly (or so) took sneaky glimpses at him/her.

Though, it really sucks when it dawns on u that the infatuatee (u are the "infatuator" right? My very own vocab of wisdom) has absolutely no idea who u are, or that u even exist. Yet poor ol' u, slouching in ur chair 2 days later, fussing over which tool to use on Photoshop, and wishing with every click of ur mouse that u're one step closer to finding him/her on Friendster or Nightlife. Multiply even!

U knw it's an infatuation, a very full of crap one at that. But with as much determination as u can muster, u just can't gather enuf to demand the retrospect, together with the emotions that go along, to cease. And though u somewhat enjoy sighing and showing off retarded dreamy smiles whenever he/she crosses ur mind, in a very meek corner of ur head, u're wishing that the "sweet" torment will come to a hault as soon as possible because it's plain stupid to date ur memory and u feel even more like an idiot with every second that u think of ur infatuatee.

Well, that was just a thought that came struck me during my bus ride home. JUST A THOUGHT AH. =D