Gone were the days when I could speak blatantly, when I could earn myself a nickname that I don't really approve nor liked. Now, everytime before I string a sentence, I will take a look at the particular seafood that likes to move in a very awkard manner, over the shoulders (at least I don't need to deal with starfish) and give the sentence a make over. It's just amazing how a simple thing needs to be put across in a extra super duper indirect way. Sometime I wonder it such habit will grow one me and somehow prevent me from getting senile in the not so near future.
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