I kind of wonder what sort of an image I've established in school, seeing as how I'm always so nonchalant about the things happening around me.
Why do I get this odd feeling that I'm being percieved as someone... different?
How am I to reciprocate?
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I used to have a great friend by the name of Poh Hao.
We used to be SO chatty over the net; I can barely keep count of the number of times he made me laugh my freakin' ass off.
He would go: "Hey! Guess what, I saw this girl on the train with such a shoooort skirt that I could clearly see her panties! It was pink LOL WAKAKAKAKAKAKA"
(P.S. : Just in case I want to make it clear to the viewers that I'm not like him =_="
He was a complete pervert)
Sadly, even though we mentioned of meeting up on countless occasions, it was never fulfilled.
He was always joking and screwing around, but beneath that exterior, he was true and loyal to his friends - much more so than any being I have ever come across.
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You know, in a way, he reminds me of... Angelbitch in certain aspects (namely the perversity that both of them share alike).
Not to mention how unsophisticatedly loudmouthed Angel is, and how retarded he tries to hit on a girl but screws up every single time; I mean seriously, what a pathetic asshole.
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I suppose no one really treasure the things around them, as minor and trivial as they might be.
Try coming up to me and say that you do - I'll be be laughing my goddamned ass off at your blatant stupidity.
But man, who gives a shit?
Until then, until the day when I started reminiscing of the times spent with the people around me...
I'll just screw them bitches to my heart's content.
They will be but a dormant memory nudged aside in the corner of my mind, til the day I lay foot on my grave.
