I haven't really had the time to spill my brains out these days. Since I sold my laptop (generously) to an equally frugal buyer, the only mode I have for online surfing is my tab. I'm not really very adept at this touch-screen-typing-thing, probably takes me 10 mins to type a five sentence paragraph, excluding those insignificant minutes trying to correct every typo.
Yup, that's me. Wasting every insignificant time I have trying to explain insignificant events like the above paragraph or (at this very second) how cute my strawberry-painted-nails are. Yuuuuuuuup... I'm weird like that. In fact, I'm such a proud weirdo that if Peter Gabriel were to hand down his infamous red dress and fox mask to any random fan, he'd probably (randomly on purpose) choose me!
So, in celebration of this recent(?) epiphany, I will now be listing down perhaps the top 5 most weird characteristics I have... well, at least these are the ones that I'm aware of.
So, in celebration of this recent(?) epiphany, I will now be listing down perhaps the top 5 most weird characteristics I have... well, at least these are the ones that I'm aware of.
- That particular bog-of-a-stench that basically irritates everyone whenever they'd visit any local wet market *mercado*, well, that same smell makes me hungry! I mean, minus the colorful spits, litters and flies in the background, I swear I'd eat my every meal in that place. I swear!
- I have a lycanthrope-esque femme cycle. It's irregular but whenever it happens, it either coincides with the waxing gibbous moon or the full moon.
- I have trypophobia. Go figure. It's severe. Even comes with the panic attacks and all.
- I can hear and smell a cockroach from a particular distance (some 3-5 meters away). Some defense mechanism superpower huh?
- I live and breath Star Wars. I'm not sure if this qualifies me as weird but... yuuuuup.
Conformity is mediocrity.
Normalcy is scary.
I'm a proud wierdo.
So...
