5/08/2005

Hijack

OKAY MOVE over Pedro.
Wussy... Ever wondered how sometimes the heavy, stupid and talkative (and fat) kid always rules the see-saw.
Frankly speaking, I believe in balance. Sure, that fat arse can rule the wooden plank for the rest of play time, but there would be one moment when he gets up to scratch his two mingling bums. And when that happens, the tip of balance would shift. Tonight, I sent Peds away.
Now don't get me wrong here. I dont hate him or anything. In fact, i find him very pleasant (slightly deluded about certain ideals but pleasant) in a caterpillar-on-mushroom way.
Face it. He gives the shittiest advice at times to others, to himself and even to me.
He constantly loads everything on to himself but ironically underperforms in everything (or everything that really counts). He philosophizes about love when he has never been in true love before. He gives fake strength to others when he is the one who really needs something real. He tries to please everyone when noone needs to be pleased. He tells others to have morals and backbones when he lacks both. He tries to give life and define its meaning when all he knows about is pleasure. wussy.
He's a nice guy. yeah yeah. He's a nice guy. Damn that fat kid when hes done scratching his arse.
-prf. bh