Fakies

And no, I don't mean silicon chest implants. I mean, fake friends. I dislike them, gee, who would like them anyway? I'm the type of person who will occasionally talk to strangers on the streets--and the type to shoot a "hello, how are you" to someone I met months ago. I am not, however, the type to schmooze it up, only because it's convenient for me at the time.

Although this entry seems ambiguous, it is brought to the table because of some recent events, which I will not shine any more light on. I just needed to get it out of my system.