Perhaps.
"You can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever be...whelmed?"
-A very intellectual question in 10 Things I hate About you
There you go, guys. That's me, being a sleeping beauty, minus the sleeping part. That's what swept me to becoming a contestant for the much-coveted title of Prom King, and I especially love the boots-shorts effect. I can't stop loving myself, seriously. What's there to dislike about this picture of beauty with me being the centre of attention, as always?
This picture is uploaded here just to show that I did, indeed, choose Style 1. This would dispel any fears or skepticism of my balls, and I know you're all jealous of me and my ability to make people laugh WITH me, but that's fine--I can live with your jealousy and your much-inhibited life.
The above is my class, more or less. There are a few that are missing from the above family portrait (J you know I'm talking about you, bitch, now suck my cock) are missed. The tables we booked had gaping holes (OK, not THAT gaping, but still holes nevertheless) and it's most embarrassing when people walk by to see empty seats staring at them. Although admittedly I filled up those seats with my larger-than-life personality, it's still nevertheless most regrettable that they were not present at the scene. It'd have been a much better experience should everyone be present, because then I'd have more people to for me to practise target shooting at (I brought my Nerf gun, it just isn't featured in this picture).
Should I start going melancholic about how I'd miss my class or something?
Perhaps I should, now's a good time anyway, and my character is fighting Flesh Crawlers on Runescape with Kayle's Sling, training Ranged free of charge.
How should I start..?
I hated AJC after all, and my class is AJC-based. Would this dislike for AJC translate into a dislike to my class?
I don't think so. (:
There are several bad elements in the class, some things I can never stand, some things I don't want to admit, some things here and there, many things here and there, and I'm incoherent. No, I'm not drunk, I'm not overflowing with emotions, I'm just not sure what's appropriate to state and what's not.
For the most part, I do love the class dynamics. There's a good mix of people and there aren't anyone quite as outstanding, loud, and obnoxious as myself in my class. I was put in 17/09 to shine. I was made to shine and I didn't have to burn brighter here. I never had to compete with people for attention, and I could lap it all up as long as I wanted to. That's something I really appreciate because I'm such a whore for attention.
There are things that I don't like and could never bring myself to like, and these are the things that we all have to deal with as we grow up, so I can't fault my friends for these. It's living life, yeah, but I'd rather not live my life that way. But I do, and I can't explain why either. It just happens, and it just happened. I was more forthright back in Cat High. Is it the environment changing me, or age?
When I was in Malacca with my friends, my toddler cousin (she's 5 years old) was at the baby pool. I was lying around flexing my abs and getting a lot of female attention (and a sizable chunk of men's) when I decided I needed a break from all that superficiality and more of family time, so I went to the baby pool. She was alone there, with another boy and his father. I had an intellectual conversation with her, and it went like
Me: So K, are you bored here?
K: No, I'm not bored here.
Me: Do you want me to stay and play with you?
K: No, can you please play with that boy over there? -points- He's a very weird boy!
Me: Oh? -looks over tentatively and tries to avoid getting into a fight with the boy's father because I didn't want to end up gutting a father in front of his child-
Children are forthright because they don't understand shit and they don't know social etiquettes. I've lost both aspects of children. I understand shit, and I know social etiquettes (knowing and practising are different matters altogether).
Being direct...I miss that.
Have I grown up, or have I become someone I never wanted to be? Is becoming someone we never thought we'd be like, part of growing up?
Perhaps I should start writing emails to everyone whom I can't stand or whose practises I can't relate and can't appreciate. Perhaps. But it'd still be too little, too late, and still embarrassing nevertheless.
I guess this constant struggle and dilemma is part of evolution, and perhaps I'd evolve to someone better than I already am (which is technically speaking quite impossible seeing that I'm already perfect).
I know I'd miss my class though, despite all its weird practices and weird people with weird tendencies. I know. I just know.
Let's not be Type 2 friends? (:
And I'm going S. Korea soon. I decided that since there's this sudden spike of visitors to my blog, I might as well announce it before I fly off. I'd still get to post though, so your centre of universe (you, reading my blog) will not collapse. I'd be flying off on the 12th, and backpacking around and around and around, and flying back on the 27th (followed by a 3D2N camp).
I'd be running a huge debt to my parents and I'd be looking for a job. Incidentally, does anyone want some kind of tuition? I know I suck academically, but I know I'd rape your mind well enough to get you an A (if you're a secondary school student) for you examinations. Right now, I'm going to do you a favour by offering you my services in tutoring.
Remember though--You're not doing me a favour by paying me, I'm doing you a favour by offering my services (as quoted from Maddox).
Take me up at you own risk.(;
-- 12/09/2010 01:32:00 AM