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  Cupid’s Arrows. Cupid shot me again. And I fell. Again… This time, it was different. Well, it’s always different. I remember them all like it was yesterday. All the arrows. Anyway, let’s not digress. As I said, it was different this time. I was already deep in my feelings before I spoke to him. And after I spoke to him, it worsened. It’s a different feeling; Cos how do I really really like a guy whose name I didn’t know? How did I get here? Cupid is playing games with me again.😡 I still have wounds from all the arrows that have hit my heart, now another one has hit. And it hit really hard. Cos what’s this frantic heartbeat whenever I see him? What’s this crazy feeling in my belly like butterflies are dancing whenever I think of talking to him? What’s this inexplicable joy when I see his face? What’s this unnecessary giddiness when he smiles at me? What’s this fantastic story I have created in my head about us? What’s this love/hate relationship I have for this arrow? (I hope now you