i have no idea why i am so weird.
"you can't help being helpless."
"talkings keep on saying things like..."
indeed, i try to be funny. to make people laugh, to the extent of humiliating myself.
why do i crack jokes the most inappropriate moments, during calm silent silences.
crap.
"sugar sugar sugar is just something to put in coffee..."
i stutter. i have bad English diction when unprepared. i have suckish taste in jokes.
i am awkward. always. i have this monster ego.
no, i don't think i'm smart.
but i'll rule the world.
crap.
"i can ride my bike with no handlebars..."
i can't stand personal talks. i fear i'll say something wrong. slash the awkward pause. slash the coughing laugh.
i think i take advantage of people. i ask for a whole lot of favors, hoping they'd ask favors back.
"...just like lovers ought to (echo 'ought to')"
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