It would seem impossible to miss this guy in a crowd of 6 footers as he undeniably possesses the Height (Read: the lack of it) that has been well-compensated, if not entirely substituted, by Attitude. He’d be like this kid lost in an assembly of grown-ups, of what he philosophically considers as the stereotypical human size, and he, a special circumstance. Then again no more than in a spontaneous date and/or in a congested dance floor does he feel the challenge of verticality… the rest he’d say, “kiberâ€. Sweet.Somehow with a little exertion, a tolerant mind, and if necessary a forced shot of embalming fluid, you are convinced that JORDI, RALPH, XYMOX, THEITCHYGLOWBO BLOW or any of his incarnations or multiple disguises could actually be one of these cliché-ic small packages that does come up with something great, or better yet, things that are somewhat out of the ordinary: Humor (kengkoy), Individuality (pasaway), Fun (busy-busyhan), Adventure (kaladkarin), Will and Drive (ambisyosa), Style (papansin), Versatility (hunyango), Affection (alaskador), Environmental-awareness (latwatsero), and of course, Face value! (kapal-muks).Then again he admits that he has a thing with blending in with new people; that sometimes it really takes a while for him to get attentive and comfortable with anybody. He is quite the type who would rather disappear than be stoical with someone he doesn’t instantaneously, instinctively like. Stranger anxiety. Be that as it may, not at all is he petrified by the thought of human connection (naman. no pun intended). His sweet sarcasm would in fact be a cue that something in you has thawed him out of his breastplate of def mechs and that you are likely (or worse bound) to be good friends with him after all. Try even hollering the magic word C_TE and already you have made yourself a new favorite person of his (had enough of that as a pick up line..)Too bad for those people who weren’t really able or wouldn’t even attempt to discover the real person in him, as teasing and bashing and flirting around could be his transmittable pastimes. Perhaps because he is an occasional misfit who doesn’t mind, or an old soul searching for something profound, or in general has a mechanized display of Napoleon syndrome that unconscionably scares and often mistakes him for a hardcore biatch (like duh! wat ev! LOL). For whatever it may be, HE IS FRIENDLY* and it’s almost a guarantee that he will call out the kid in you (psst bata).* does not equate to charitable. we all have standards.NOTE: do not expect any reply from me if you.. 1. do not have any FULL front view face pic (there are hundreds of guys here what makes you think id put up with you?) 2. address me with NASL, PO, POH, EI, EYOW, or KUYA (i simply hate these to the HIGHEST echelon.) and ask me if we could be FWENDS (you're a fuckin retard.) 3. are stupid. one line is enough to tell. 4. use words such as "simple, honest, nice, funny, kind, average, humble, friendly, shy, kalog" for self-description, esp if all are in one sentence. (oh come on! LOL) 5. look effeminate. no offense. 6. still go to school (negotiable) 7. ask for my number right away. i barely know you. ym CAM is for trade. 8. are more or less a six footer. bweheheh.After all the narcissism, superficialities, and pretensions that may have swayed upon every form of man in this site, at the end of the day its still the good conversation and the earnest vibe that really matter.laters.Hahahaha! Wrting about one's real and imagined attributes objectively in the third person can be quite a challenge especially for a bonafide perception purveyor. I must say challenge was successfully met.