Movies have plot holes, so does lies.

I love stories. Be it fairy tales, fiction, any. The story doesn’t need to have a happy ending, since I don’t like happy endings anyway, as long as the ending is not a crappy one, it will do just fine for me.

When I was young, my mom and my brother used to read to me because I can’t read, and I would sit there listening quietly and try to picture the story with my imagination.

Perhaps because of my love towards stories, somehow I felt that my life is very dramatic as well, well many close friends of mine definitely know very well about this, because I tell them every bit of it. All thanks to the many dramatic people around me, they made my life interesting. But now, I’m getting very tired with all these people, they keep appearing in my life, not the same old person, but a different person. I’m beginning to feel it is a waste of time for me entertaining them, and some of them actually gave me lots of troubles.

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I don’t consider myself as a person who has a lot of friends, but certainly I have met many dramatic people far more than a normal person who has friends as much as…..a stadium full of people? Ok that’s over exaggerated, but you get the idea.

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As far as I know, I have no problem with my high school mates. We still keep in touch and we still love each other very much. No, not including you Huey, you hated me, and I also hated you.

Because of my past experienced, it’s not hard for me to identify a new person with the same characteristic appeared. I ain’t dumb. Seriously, I ain’t dumb. I’m just pretending that I am, but actually I am not. I don’t poke their balloons because I am an introvert. An introvert often keeps things to themselves, unless they ask, I won't mind telling the truth. *censored.

*Some parts are censored because one of my friends talked about sensitivity issue to me.

P/S: This is a head fake post.