the bane of my existence

mood: annoyed music: boys don't cry by the cure

its not math. its not science. its a talking gay mammal.




i never understand why. hes never done a thing thats displeasing but i always find his retort annoying. hes someone who was never really a friend but someone very familiar because hes ubiquitous in my college. hes cool, smart and gay. i never understand why. ive always liked gays. but this gay im talking about? hes different. most often than not, he gets on my nerves. and i dont know why.
xxy is what i secretly call him. xxy is well-loved by everyone in this circle were both associated with. hes witty and funny. for some reason, however, xxy is not the same person when hes just with me. he turns into a real monster. he becomes sarcastic with his overly personal questions. "so, UP ka pala?" xxy quipped once to which i absurdly responded, "no, tao po ako."
up to now, im still trying to figure out why xxy really bothers me. its a haunting misery.