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Well you see, a teenage love life is very much like having a diarrhoea. For a crush is comparable to a fart, and when it happens you don't know if it's the real thing or not, whether it would culminate in something solid or not.

No, I am not harbouring a crush or someone, nor am I having a diarrhoea. Let's call this a "in hindsight" kind of post shall we? Not a very pleasant one though, I'm afraid.

Erm... on to P&C.