MORIA
Contrary to what my Alter ego tries to tell me when she wants to convince me to mingle with society, I am no stranger to embarrassment.
Neither am I a stranger to getting into trouble.
Actually, if I am to be completely honest with myself, I tend to have misshaps all the time, my fair share and every other person’s as well.
Take Old man Howie’s heart attack for example.
It is true that sometimes…fine…more often than not, these “mishaps” were due to bad decisons or choices that in my defense, seemed perfectly sensible at the time.
But somehow I was always ending up trying to explain one thing or the other and why it had led to me being caught hiding under the principal's desk with my arms full of the special tea they drank in the teachers lounge.
And it is because of this, that
