cookie tagged me and am not answering in facebook cuz i am a snub. (or might post it when i am no longer one..)
1. one time in my life that i felt afraid but thought that i am really brave was when i had undergone a surgery to remove my keloid at my lower back, upper arse. i was 6 turning 7 at that time. i just remembered that i didn't throw fits when needles were poking me and i thought that i was a hospital celebrity cuz i got to wave at so many people when i'm being delivered to the operating room and everyone was telling me am a brave girl.
2. i've zero tolerance for being really late. i might show up late for at least 5-20 minutes max because i take mass transit but, i'm really peevish when people intentionally show up late for dates. it's a sign of ill manners and plain bastos and no respect for one's time.
3. i appreciate people who are explicit with their thoughts, feelings, and directions, so long as they say things with tact.(i try my hardest to say things with tact as well altho at times, i wind up tactless too.) i'm uber low-context so i'd need explanation, examples, analogy, and clarity and possibly drawings or pictures.
4. at one point i wanted to be a fashion photog or do something that says photography until i realized that photographs and cameras are for the hobbyist and it's becoming mainstream. so i don't want it. i just want to be the subject of a picture. ayaw react please. :)
5. i wanted a house that's chockfull of ikea pieces or that has a modern country theme, i don't like minimalism that much. and i am saying this because i liked reading stuff from realsimple, marthastewart, and architecturaldigest. and i think God would give me my place because one day soon i can afford it. :)
6. i normally digress when writing or when telling a story. i am out of focus most of the time like i am out of balance- i can't ride a bike or do cartwheels.
7. i act like a ditz when i have nothing good to say or when i am with the significant other and wanted him to sound smarter than i am.
8. lychee, ponkans, rambutan, mangosteen, longans, grapes, mango, and durian are some of my favorite fruits. i can live on fruits alone. i will happily die diabetic if i were on a fruit diet.
9. i learned that rice is actually a part of the daily filipino diet when i started living together with mike ong. and i learned that processed food(say bacon) and all kinds of meat is good for me- my most misguided concept from mike ong.
10. i'm impressed with people who speak really good english, with polished and perfect pronunciation, syntax, and grammar and good spelling(i am the worst speller). and how i wish i can be like them then again, i am not gonna be like them because i speak a language of my own.
11. fan girling is my guilty pleasure. i stalk pretty girls' blogs and friendster profiles. yey!
12. i cannot be bothered by the fact that i own an old school mobile phone from circa 2003. i onced loved a qwerty blackberry rim and i loved it to pieces(literally)..
13. when i am in the kitchen and starts cooking it can be a comparison of a gundown. the only thing i know how to make is a classic pasta. beef mushroom spaghetti.
14. my blood type is AB and i get these weird blotches when it gets too cold and they're ugly but they go away.
15. i have the hugest most visible scar on my knee. i kinda liked some of my scars cuz they add character to who i am and some of them have good stories behind them.
16. i despise belligerence altho at times i act belligerent. a quarrelsome attitude is not my cup of tea. i like it when a person is friendly and really genuine and would not give me a reason to throw fits. but, i throw fits when friends don't stand up for themselves and i wind up being mahadera/the bad guy in their behalf..
17. some of my fave things are friendster, multiply, other pretty girls' blogs, coffee, the smell of lavender or vanilla, smell of kenji's ilok and feet, the way mark david smells, diy projects, paydays, ukay, sundays, ballet flats, egg mcmuffin, new cities altho i don't like travelling at all, and a long night's sleep..
18. gelo is the love of my life. and i can say that over and over. he was an experience. he is fun to be with, the best shopping buddy, the best toma/pahubog pardner, the best/worst fashion critic, the best listener, the kulitest texter, we had long conversations, we had tough times, we fought brutally, and all in all i could not say i had something to really dislike about the relationship. it kinda boiled down to me not being anchored firmly in that relationship and him being hurt. and i still miss IT. di bitaw, him bitaw. :) and when he sms my heart still hops. when he tells me to move cities with him i still hope i could gather the courage to move.. yawn lang..
19. oh you don't know how much i love pink!
20. i wish that i can just go victoria's secret lingerie shopping or abercrombie shopping before i hit 29 while the brands are still bagay on me.
21. i never wanted a dream wedding and the works, altho it would seem nice to fancy one. i wanted the dreamiest marriage with the husband and the kids and the white picket fenced 5 bedroom house. i wanted the Christian husband who is serious with his God and how he'd discipline the kids with Proverbs. :)
22. when i hate i hate with a passion. half-hating is not worth anyone's time and it's better to be indifferent than to start hating. and the ppl i love, i really love. and when i am mad, it would make sense if the other party is mad at me too. it's kalokohan when the person you love is all oogley and sore and sorry always.
23. i have the most adorable nephew and niece who looked like a penguin and a pink piglet respectively. and the best sisters who are annoying, crazy, beautiful, smart, and are the best gifts i got from my folks..
24. one thing i regretted in uni days was that i never took advantage of the library. all i ever read were virginia lichauco poems, harry potter series, and architectural digest- too sayang.
25. the terminal is the saddest place on earth. i hate airports, piers, and bus stations. temporary good byes are the saddest and most hasslefeck.


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