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The Stuck-Up Guy


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I'm beginning to see more and more familiar faces each day at work. Sec school mates, poly figures... Ex-scandals... and i just turn my head and pretend i don't see them or recognise them. Likewise, I hope they don't see or remember me. Hmm.. Why?

Maybe because last time I was a clown in school,a joker who was never taken seriously and one who took his future for granted(assumed come out to work in society earning easily $3-5k a month; boy was i wrong). So seeing them kinda reminds me of the past and I should be mindful of my behaviour - people talk.

Or it could be because I have taken a longer than usual lunch break and I did not have the energy to say "Hi!" because the time used might determine whether I am found out to be taking a longer than usual break. Not that it matters but nowadays, work ethics and impression counts in an industry where everyone knows everyone - well, almost.

Or I simply have too much issues on my mind to bother with socialising. Ya that happens. So talking to them with a "35 refs to go after this" simply just sucks. Especially with night lessons after that.

Oh yah, they're all girls.. What happened to all my guy friends?!?!?!?!!?

Whatever the case, if they said "hi" first, i'll definately be glad to converse with them. In the meantime, i'm just gonna be the stuck up guy. You think I care? But sometimes I've really so cock-eyed that I can't see friends waving in front of me. Pardon me. Habit of dazing into horizon.


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