when everyone laughs, it doesn't necessarily have to be funny.
sometimes you get annoying. sometimes you don't notice you're actually pissing people off. maybe you do it on purpose. maybe not. perhaps its second nature. you know, the whole speaking without thinking shit. i do that alot. sometimes i'm not sure if i offend people. i personally feel that honesty is truly the best policy. mocking people is something i enjoy doing. i'm getting better at it. so, i ain't stopping. all the jabber about me being mean by dissing people off is bullshit. cause everyone else is doing it. i don't believe anyone has not said something or thought badly about someone else. that's pure crap.
i'm not angry.
you know, you have a group of you hanging out merrily in school. you guys have fun but what about the rest? is it just me or are we detached from the community in school? of course we'll have our random acquaintances. the hi's and bye's of the day. the occasional polite talk that i can't seem to muster. dang! somehow, people disengage themselves from me. you either have no clue about me or you know me in an out. i am what you call, an extremist [quote unquote from my other half].
i get all worked up if people assume something about me and i know it's not true but they have no clue. yeah, i'm defensive.
a face is just a canvas. it is the artist's painting that you have to look at. not the surface but the depth. i try not to be judgemental just cause i have this philosophy that i live by; 'don't do something that you don't want others to do to you'. someone who looks sweet, doesn't necessarily means she's all sugar, spice and everything nice. someone quiet is not unfriendly. maybe he's just uninterested. first impressions are always wrong. it's bogus, the shit about telling someone just by the way they look. someone who doesn't dress up doesn't mean he's not fashionable. maybe he's just plain lazy or doesn't want to play dressed up that particular day. who knows?
i miss the ji folks. what we have was.. and still is priceless. i made special connections. people i hope will stay important in my life. being apart is a test. if we can stay together, it means we were meant to be in each other's lives. when i hear a familiar tune, faces form in my mind. although distant, it's image vivid. a certain something reminds me of all the you's. i hope i'm being thought of as often as i think of you guys.
as for the crew from school, i don't know where i'll belong to if not for you guys. i definitely won't fit in the eyeliner girls gang. ain't got eyeliner! the young ones irritated the hell out of me. the poly gang seems too 'posh' for my liking. apart from my taekwando friend though. she's lame. i can't connect with the brainiacs in the front row! hell no. they won't get my jokes. i'm almost certain. we were concocted, blended in together. all of us different, but we stand on a common ground. well, most of the time, that is.
here's garrett. i think he's panas. and i like his hair. alot.
oh ya, he's got an awesome tushie. and i'm not being perverse. i'm being normal.