Reality Check

Hello there. I’m Dexter. Twenty. You know, the unidentified flying object floating around in your maths class? Right! I’m the one whose face grimaces like there’s always something foul-smelling under my nose. Remember me? Hey! It’s very nice to meet you, yeah?

So how’s it going? I just thought it’d be cool to get to know you more. I guess I’ve somehow been left out of your ecosystem for quite a while. No, no, it’s not your fault. Honestly. Admittedly, I guess I’m what you call boring. I don’t pollute my bloodstream with Starbucks branded caffeine as often as you do, or scream like a disoriented fangirl at how Kobe Bryant dunked a shot over Dwight Howard until my vocal chords snap in two. I don’t like staining my clothes with leftover butter from the box of popcorn I’ll manage to spill on myself on the cinemas either. I prefer staying online while looking for that foreign radio station waiting to be found. I do intently listen when you talk about them, though, these night out’s with your girl friends and those funny youtube videos you came across when you came home at 2a.m.; I’m genuinely interested in what you have to say, as long as I don’t have to entertain stupid conversations about what people do after dancing with a girl in front of a hidden camera to pass off as updated. Oh, Jun Pyo and Ji Hoo are perfectly fine.

On most days, I’m just the guy sitting at the third seat from the center aisle, doing my own thing, Daphne Loves Derby and Red Light Company resonating in my ears until Sir Quinto arrives, while you’re doing yours, planning on hanging out at some local joint to drink some beer. I do talk when talked to, though. And you wouldn’t believe how much I blab, only, of course, you never really wanted to talk to me. Either you thought I wasn’t the speaking type, or someone who’ve tried talking to me before told you how opinionated I was. Well, I suppose I could be assertive at times.

Out of topic, this, but I know you always liked taking personality tests since way back. Actually, I’ve been developing a thing for them lately, as well. I never really understood what’s up with that before, but man! You know who freakishly accurate they can get? Oh, I was born on the twenty-fifth of September, by the way, which makes me a Libran, so if it were to be believed, it means I weigh out my options a lot. Close friends tell me I do that often. It’s cool, no? A quiz I took the other night told me I want nothing but the best for what I’m doing, although I know when and where to draw the line. I’ve been feeling that a whole hell of a lot lately as well. Maybe that’s how some people have come to the conclusion that I was difficult to deal with. I never thought it was possible, but I guess one could be soft-spoken and outspoken at the same time. At the end of everything, I guess I’ve never really been afraid to step up when I think some things have gone insanely out of control. Truth be told, I’ve lost a lot of people with that. And I’m not sure whether I’ll lose you with this one, as well, but hey, what the heck? I’ll take the chance.

So how about you? Tell me something about yourself; I’m very eager to know more.