Five years from now I will graduate from my course, provided that I have no failing subjects. Then I will apply for a job. Provided that I have a reasonable marks, I will probably advance to next step, which is the interview. I am hopeless in speaking. I always stutter. I always eat my words. I always get a mental block. However, given the large span of time to prepare I guess I could make it. Contradicting my previous contradiction, even if I can speak clearly, there’s no way I could prepare for the question. So I started searching , then I found one and it reads “How Weird Are You?”.
If I was asked the same question, I could probably see the vision of me unemployed. The dilemma led me to a conclusion to answer it so that I am more ready when the real one arrives.
When I am hungry, I search for food. And if there is nothing available, I search for an alternative. Sometimes I eat the dirt that resides in my nose. I would scrape them by my fingers, provided that there are no pencils around. I would collect them on my palm and roll them between my fingers. Once I am satisfied with its size, I would lift it up and the first thing it hits is my tongue. I would do it regardless of the people. Survival is a must. However, I don’t ask for someone’s mucus. That is gross. That is already too much unless they are willing to give.
I have a ritual every mid of May. I don’t go to bath for a full week. Not because I don’t care about my body but because I want to increase people’s awareness, the awareness of the scarcity of the water. If they can smell my body and feels disgusted, I guess I won the purpose. If my body smells for a week, how much more the people who have been isolated in the sunbaked desert?. They have no water, a year without rain.
Being with a man alone is one thing I am not comfortable. Regardless of age, I would demand that we should keep a reasonable distant. I don’t want him surveying my whole body with his sinister eyes. I always felt offended. I don’t want him touching me. It may lead unnecessary actions. I am afraid to get pregnant, which is weird because I am a boy.
What do you think? Will I probably get a job based on my answers?
How about you? How weird are you? Rate it from scale 1 to 10.