It's just a POST.

Shocking, isn't it.

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No, this is NOT a clone of this. That was just an excuse for a bad joke.

Speaking of jokes: I've been labeled as one. Not that it's recent or anything. Don't worry if it isn't obvious. There are supposedly plenty of eyewitness accounts. Somewhere. (Now if that wasn't an open invitation for my regular (or new) tormentors to use the *gasp* horrendous thing called a tagbox I swore not to put up here, I don't know what is. Meh. RCKY feels used.)

In a way it's funny how I actually don't mind being laughed at. As long as people laugh, it's all good. This is disturbing, though I'm thankful for the fact (?) that so far the people laughing AT me can also laugh WITH me: making laughing at myself a lot easier. Gah I need some psychoanalysis. I'll have to admit that there is no way I'm going to reach the heights of being the funnyguy-with-his-very-own-variety-show like a certain (now this is really shocking news) primary school mate (well, now you know where not to send your kids to, though you don't know where not to; seeing as I haven't smeared its prestigious chinese name as of yet to avoid the press) who has acheived infamy for being the ultimate joke(r) in school (popular belief being subjective, though still popular).

As someone has pointed out: I'm a comedy of errors. Not that I was conceived accidentally or anything (I'm VERY certain of this). But hey. I've fumbled along alright. I know where I'm going.

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That. Was a rare moment of coherent reflection. You can imagine the nonsense I myself can't understand when put in words.