Veritas.Cogitatio

Update time：2010-12-17 14:54 Authors：Low Kay Hwa

My hands can build a house within two months but my mind can build the same house within two minutes.”

When Miss You announced my name and said that I was the top student, I showed my most indifferent look and glanced around the classroom. There were no cheers, no claps; just pure stares at me, the best of the best.

Remember my name, 1A, because I’ll topple the whole world; I am the only predator in this pathetic world and the world is nothing but a nest of preys.

Who are you?

Switch off everyone around you because every single person, every single pathetic prey, is just a distraction; you don’t need them until you need to consume them.

Miss You was smiling broadly when she said my name. She must be proud for no one had ever achieved such good results. To get almost full marks for all subjects was an amazing feat, or maybe a history in the making. The envious looks by those pathetic classmates were priceless: You want to be me? Dream on, for I live in a big house, have loving parents and a queue of eligible guys waiting to hold my hand.

After school that day, a girl who looked almost like me, in her Billabong bag and a pair of frameless glasses came to me. She was in my class, no doubt; but what is her name again? She always sat at the back of the class, right? I can’t remember her name.

Then again, people remember my name, not the other way round. Who are you?

“I’ll be Number One at the end of the year.” the girl said. She had tucked her uniform tightly underneath her belt, her shirt outlining her almost flat chest. “I’m sure with my results and my new studying techniques, I’ll win you hands down.”

“You sure, washing board?” I said. Stared at her. What’s her name? “I’m perfect. Are you?”

“I’ll be.”

“I,” I said, took a deep breath to add in a dramatic pause and then said with a measured tone: “I’m already perfect.”

What’s her name? She remembered mine; that’s all. That’s all that matters, that’s all it fucking matters.