Every now and then I get recorded on videos and upon watching them, they really do bring back unpleasant memories.
Some parts of the old me that I try so hard to sometimes shake it off is clearly still clinging onto me, and only by a third party observation could I be reminded the existence of it.
I don't usually say this - but I hate myself sometimes. I couldn't even bare the sight of myself in the clip, let alone finishing the video.
Guess I don't mind moulting my skin sometimes, because so long the old skins are on the recalling of laughters and jeering will always come back to me. Guess I am really born of the year of reptiles, dragon and snake.
All those condescending looks, no more of it.
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