100. I never actually believed that I could think of 100 random facts about myself.
But, here I am, at number 100…and I’m done! Whew!
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But, here I am, at number 100…and I’m done! Whew!
Most especially when I’m alone. *tap*
Physical aspects from dad: Height, stocky(ish) build, general facial features.
Personality aspects from mom: Temper, humor, sarcasm, tendency to nag.
Like short-term memory loss or something. And academic-related stuff usually has a shelf-life. But I also tend to remember small, insignificant things or things that don’t really help in the real world. Like movie lines or the exact time and place when my crush said hi to me.
But, well, that’s still a plan. I’m still… well, a bit confused.
And that’s, like, a lot. Someday, I’d like to bake/make one myself.
But I wanna tour my own country first. Go to our beaches and mountains and historical sites. Eat all our delicacies where they’re really made and not just shipped to where I am. Et cetera. And admitting that I haven’t really gone to most places in the Philippines makes me feel like a lousy Filipino, though I’d like to think I’m not. I hope I’m not.
And if that wasn’t enough, when I finally wake up in the morning, viola! My bladder’s full. Ugh, dang polyuria.
The other constants are “Bring Me to Life” by Evanescence, “Don’t Speak” by No Doubt, “Ironic” by Alanis Morisette, “Everywhere” by Michelle Branch, “A Thousand Miles” by Vanessa Carlton, et cetera. I love karaoke. Obviously.
But to actually start writing, well, anything is a shock in itself, so.
Okay, that was a joke. It’s not really a shock. But still.
I hate writer’s block.
Like in Bones and Doctor Who. Woot.
And also buying them in branded shops (or something of that sort). Like I had the money. PFFT.
I mean, with student life, your responsibilities were, well, quite limited. And you have allowance. Really, sometimes I think I was richer as a student, hahaha :P