Okay, most of you already know I'm kinda obsessive over a few things. Well, I need a vice, people. I don't smoke, I hardly drink, I'm relatively sane and drama-free, even my chocolate and caffeine addictions are under control and at the safest of levels, so there needs to be a few things that get me all googly and stupid.
Here is one of them: my Nathan fixation. What can I say; this one flips my switch. Hate me, call me crazy, think I'm weird, but I love me my Nathan. He's Kampalicious. (And yeah, I'm so not the coolest for saying as such, but he's my boy, and no one has ever, to the best of my knowledge, accused me of being cool. But I have rocked, so I can live with that).