Here’s one for the Memory of Bloody Bad Boy

I think bad boys are attractive but they only nice to be looked at, nothing more. It's not wrong to say that I used to like to look at bad boys in my school. He is not good looking ( rust me, not at all!) but he has this bad boy aura, being a skater (which is an additional point of being a bad boy back then), tall, smokes (I hate it but I guess that's what bad boy does?) But yes, he is nice to talk to but not with me. We never really talk but we were connected through a few simple messages. But I guess he doesn't really know who I am no more than I am a daughter of his math teacher.

I am never really into bad boy type. I think bad boys are…. Bad. I still like guy with soft feature, someone who can laugh at my joke, laugh at himself. I hate serious guys, they are beyond boring. Or guy who talks about himself more than listening to other people's talking. Or guy who doesn't make jokes. Or guy who doesn't interest me. Or a guy whom face deserves to be punched.

Wow! It's amazing how I can find time to write about bloody bad boy when I have works piling up, waiting for me to finish it up. The works are eager to be finished but I am too lazy to work it up. But I can't be lazy, I should just finish it up no matter what.