Not the greatest combination in the world, let me tell you that. It'll lead to all sorts of complications, such as lack of ability to go back to sleep, for starters. Why this is so? Well, it just.. is.. So it started with me going to bed early, thinking I really need proper good sleep, and oh it was pretty blissful. Until.. the bubbles.

Oh I had a pretty weird couple of dreams before sleep eluded me. Haha. So, first, I was a cartoon character in a Simpsons-style cartoon, and I was going round doing random acts of kindness (Yes, wtf?). And for the record, my character's skin colour was not yellow (Neither was it black. Yes this one is aimed at you, Arthur! Beyotch!) It was a lighter shade compared to that dude, Apoo (?). Haha. Yes, another WTF.

Then I was at this Liverpool Vs Man Utd match gathering somewhere at a stadium, and I was sitting pretty close to the emcee. He was badmouthing Man Utd, and I kept on coming up with smart-ass retorts to it that he got kinda pissed. Hahaha. And I just kept it up, pissing him off. (More wtfness)

Then, came the big one. The event that changed the night. I woke up. I realised something. I had to pee. So yeah, "This is normal," I tell myself. Get up, get in, get it out, and get out. After successfully completing that difficult task, I decided to check up on a few things, since I was halfway to being wide awake anyway, and that's when..

I came across this post on a blog (Which I must say has a familiar writing style) which spoke of bubbles. Aha! Yes, the final piece of the puzzle has been found. The binding piece of evidence in this crime of.. erm, literature? Hahaha

So, anyway, that particular post was pretty.. deep (a word which reminds me of something Russel Peters said about a name, but that's another story for another day). Probably the result of all that Milo Ais / Teh O Ais Limau, I'm guessing, though the better-half of my brain doesn't think so.

*Digress! Oh my gawd, I'm using the laptop, and it's currently on my, erm.. lap, amongst other things, and suddenly the CD/DVD drive started whirring. And it vibrates the computer. Oh, my.. Hahahaha. Oh crap it stopped.

Yeah, that post spoke of love, of how somethings don't last, how some people deal with that, how some people need other people to deal with that. One thing that leapt out to me was "What if you fall out of love?" A thought that might be considered jinx-y, taboo, or whatever. But a thought, nonetheless. And personally, I believe it's as easy to fall out of love as it is to fall in love (Though my definition of Love might vary from time to time). Just as it might take just one tiny thing to make you fall in love with someone, it might take one tiny thing to make you fall out of love with that same someone.


So!

Is it inevitable, to fall out of love?
Perhaps.

What can be done about it?
Forget it. If it comes, it comes. (Way easier said than done though. Ah, good going Eman. Right way to make your brain work even more, eh?)

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