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PORN!

Okay, I am not going to write a post about that. But it sure got your attention, didn't it? Yes, you. The one whose eyes suddenly pop wide open at the sight of that four-letter word. You can stop denying it now. I said STOP DENYING, AVERY!

=P

Anyways, this is just going to be a rant on a certain kind of people.

It never ceases to astound me how some people can put on such a good show that, had their act been filmed, an Oscar is easily in the bag. Just think of all those times when people put an arm around your shoulder, flash a bright smile and say discuss with you all those stuff friends talk about, just to stick a backstabbing knife up your ass when you least expect it. What a show it was! Beneath the facade of brotherhoods and BFFs is a scheming mind, a side intention and a prowling predator looking for the chance to pounce.

And pounce they do. At the first chance they get.

Sometimes, I wonder how people like these live with themselves. With so many masks in their masquerade, won't they end up losing themselves one day? When they look in the mirror, which mask do they see? And what's it like to go to bed at night? Is there absolutely no guilt or remorse for the hurt they caused others?

Because I know I hurt people before, and the feeling sure sucked like hell.

Yeah, this thing suddenly came up in my mind. It was a long-ago issue that suddenly resurfaced, perhaps due to something that happened between two friends of mine. No details to be given here, but suffice to say that words were exchanged. It's not as serious as what I've ranted above, but it sure brings up old stories.

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On a side note, there are also people who are not what they first seem to be. A year ago, I met someone during Swinburne's orientation. It was a game, and I had to get the signature of someone who wore a belt. Moving around the room, I bumped into a skinny spectacled guy (with a belt!). Let's just call him Averman. Stop laughing at that name.

Anyways, we exchanged contact numbers and I got his signature. Two days later, I bumped into him during the tutorial registration, and had a chance to get to know him better. He seemed to be a really nice guy, alim and well-mannered. Sociable, but not over the top or manic-like.

Or so I thought.

As I got to know Averman better, he turns out to be the wildest person you will ever meet! He always claim himself to be funny, laughs at his own joke, talks to himself, is really open about religion and cracks the wildest of jokes. And the things he do! Putting condoms on people's car door handles, diss the teacher within the teacher's hearing range and making fun of shiny heads. Not to mention humiliating people (usually himself included) in public.

Read this for a taste of his wackiness. Click here.

Of course, he is still the nice guy I met during orientation. Just wackier. More of an asshole now. But a good asshole. Kind of like the type that shits easy without the need for extra muscle power. I like him. A lot.

Okay I better stop before it gets graphic.