Thursday, January 10, 2013

Who says I am weird if you are not weird yourself to think I am weird?

Sometimes, I get on the train and on my way home, I think, why am I so weird?

I think my sense of humour is weird.
I think my way of always looking at ironies and puns out of anything is weird.
I think the way I cover my blanket at night is weird.
I think my unadventurous taste buds are weird.
I think the way I laugh is weird.
I think my hairstyle is weird.
I think I kind of like whatever that is weird. 

Ok, this is weird.