the air up there

hands up those who think im a dick.

alrighty, im impressed. put down your hands already.

im quite a scatterbrain, i must say. i lose stuff like no other, and the general consensus is that of me being a cock. of course, i beg to differ. i am a totally normal 1.74m-going-on-1.8m 21-goin-on-22 male human. not a proud crowing feathered specimen that's gonna feature in the poultry section eventually.

im absolutely spewing nonsense, but oh well.

scatterbrained? maybe, but i dun think im gonna try changing that anytime soon. or maybe just the losing stuff part. on the contrary, i wish i was a total airhead at times.

maybe i'll be jogging along the shoreline in a tight red pair of trunks in slow-mo, plastic float in hand, lookin so very serious. waiting for the next damsel to get herself in a spot of distress, after which i'd extricate her out of the mess, away from the big bad waves.

or maybe i'll be prancing around in a itsy bitsy, teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini, that i wore for the 1st time today. and the only thing im mullin over is whether that cute blue eyed boy with the floppy sandy hair standing by the hot dog stand noticed my new do.

just be a complete bimbo. to not think so much.
dun like to think too much, nor 2nd guess.
very taxing on the brain cells.
no shades of grey please.

maybe i'll just pop into a time machine and go back to the wuxia period.

later!