Seriously, before I reached the age of 18... I basically lived my life as a very shy and conservative tradition Asian nerdy kid. I've never said a bad word, or split...and never wear wore any skanky clothes before my College years.
I guess living far away from home (2 hrs driving) does help in innocent soul corruption.
I have really learned to be shameless the hard way. (Not that I have a face skin as thick as an elephant's butt)
*Wayne sits back and let his College memory takes over*
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Rapid foot steps alarmed the ameba sitting on the sink counter.
The door slammed open as Wayne rushed his body into the bathroom.
Without any hesitance, Wayne charged into one of the 3 lonely stalls.
"Uhhh..." Wayne moans after he sat himself down on the toilet.
It was around 3:30 in a hot sunny afternoon. Most of Wayne's roommates had gone to their classes. Wayne, rushed back from his Physics class before the Professor ends the class. Wayne couldn't hold it anymore. Either it was the Chinese lunch combo he had or the Smoothie, his stomach would not stop send out a potential flood warning. Disgusted and afraid to use the restroom at the Physics building, Wayne decided to run back to his dorm building.
"Hmmmmmmfff!" Wayne tried to relax....
Then all of the sudden, the restroom door opened. The cough-sound of a man marched into the room.
Wayne lowered his head and fear that his roommate, M, will discover him.
"Damn, that's some stinky sh*t!" M said.
Wayne stared at the tip of his feet... Holding his knees with both of his hands.
"Wayne, what you had for lunch?" M asked.
Wayne squeezed his eye lids as tight as possible... As if someone is about to hit him with a baseball bat...
Face burning red, Wayne replied within the stall..."3 Items Combo..."
>_<"
"Hang in there, Man." M replied.
Just as soon as M closed his lips... T walked into the restroom.
"Dude, whose stinky sh*t?"
"Wayne's in there." Said M.
"Worst than Mexican Food!"
Wayne remained silent in the stall... He was beyond embarrassed.
Day after day, year after year... By the time Wayne started his Junior year... He was known as the Iron B*tch Maiden among his friends.
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