I've stopped blogging in like, what, a year...?
For no particular reason. Just didn't feel like blogging.
And to think I used to be able to blog on a daily basis. Jeez......wadever happened in my life back then that gave me things to write about...?
Feeling kinda awkward right now. It's like you're meeting a fren whom you haven seen in a long long time, and after exchanging pleasantries, the two of you automatically slip into a awkward silence. And then you bade hasty goodbyes and poof! Nothing changes.
Which reminds me of my last blog post. Pleasantries = a few paragraphs of random ramblings. Then poof! Gone for a year or more.
Poof!
Nahhhhhhh............. If I bothered to start this post, I'll at least try to write something decent. Or indecent, if it's R21 content. Lol @ myself.
So, what to talk about...?
A brief intro...? Not like those who bothers to read this blog dun noe me well enuf, but in case you think I've changed over the years (or that one year when i was absent from this shitty site I call my blog).....
Here comes 20 THINGS YOU DIDN'Y KNOW ABOUT ME!!! (doing my best sarcastic Sheldon Cooper voice)
So here we go.
1.) I am probably the most bo chap person you will ever come across in your life. Which leads me to items 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6.
2.) I am, at the moment, not really bothered by my weight, though I should be peeing in my pants with anxiety over it a long time ago. Somewhere in Primary 5 or 6 will be a good estimate.
3.) I am, honestly speaking, not really bothered with your private lives. Crudely speaking, I can care less about what you do in your life, so long as it doesn't disturb/bother me, and it doesn't cross certain lines (all of which are dictated by pure, simple COMMON SENSE) and it doesn't go against the law (at least the ones dat matter).
Simply put, I can't be bothered with what you do when I'm not around. I don't expect you to update me on every single thing that has happened to you after not seeing you for 2 months (or 2 weeks, for that matter), though I still insist on being updated on the occasional gossip. I dun care if you have had 5 girlfriends in the course of 3 weeks, or simply had none and survived solely with your right hand. I dun care if you failed a paper and had to retake it the next semester. I dun care if a girl rejected you and you're pissed. I dun care if you put on weight (you'll never out-weigh me anyway) and have to head to the gym twice as often. I dun care if you got into the dean's list. I dun care if you got drunk and was fisted by the bouncer at the club.
But I listen. If you need someone to talk to, I'll listen. I'll add in a few comments here and there just so it doesn't seem like a one-man show, and I'll throw in a few weird sounds and awkward laughters to lighten the mood and divert your attention.
But that's about all I'll do.
Why?
See item 7.
4.) I am not homophobic. See item 3. Then item 11.
5.) I style my hair an average of 5 times a year.
Ok maybe 10.
6.) I've been cutting my hair a grand total of twice a year for the past 2 years. I have decided to stop the practice simply because I have a feeling my hair-stylist is getting pissed with my bo-chap-about-hair-length-and-make-him-cut-for-one-hour-very-not-worth-the-money-he's-earning attitude. He's the one holding a lethal object when I'm sitting in that dat chair looking like a homeless dork. That makes him King. So, his feelings matter (yours on the other hand, don't). As much as I bo chap a lot of things, I still chap my life.
7.) I am a socially-awkward creature. I dun like crowds. I dun like strangers. I have a fixed group of frens and have no intention of expanding them (most of the time). They're my comfort zone. My communication skills suck. And that's being gentle with the adjectives.
I dun really noe how to comfort/advice/sympathize/empathize/console ppl. Not even my best frens. Most of the time it's because I simply do not have experience with what they're going through. So I end up making weird noises and awkward laughters to soothe the whole conversation over and divert their attention to some other issues. Works most of the time, but I'm pretty sure it's one of the reasons why even my bestest frens have reservations sharing intimate secrets with me.
Which brings me to item 8.
8.) I am a sucky fren.
Combining this with item 1, it simply means that I very often lack the initiative with frens. I hardly initiate meet-ups even when I haven seen my close frens in months. not because I dun care about them, but because I can't be bothered. If you ask me out, I'll go. But I can't be bothered to organize sth by myself. I dunno why. Prolly because I'm really such a fucked up slacker.
Adding the fact that I give sucky advice (if any), it's a potent mix with the label "Sucky Friend: Stay Away".
9.) I like to see my friends happy.
Weird hor...? One moment say bo chap, one moment say sth else.
But it's true. I like to do things for my frens. Have dinner with them. Or supper also can. Celebrate their birthdays for them. Prepare something elaborate for them (when I have the motivation). Cook for them. Bring them around when they visit me in JB. Etc.
I spend more time and effort on my frens than on my family members. Sad but true.
10.) I dun really have a huge appetite.
Most of my close frens noe I can't really eat much at one go. I get full very easily.
The only reason why I'm fat is because I dun exercise and I eat constantly.
11.) I am very open-minded.
Seriously. Note the word VERY. I am not exaggerating. I can be extremely open-minded when I want to, and I'm already very open-minded most of the time.
12.) I used to be a Christian.
My guitar club friend back in JC got me to attend a mass at City Harvest church when she saw me starring at some pamphlets from it. I didn't reject her invitation though I was reluctant (see item 13) and somehow, by the 2nd visit, I was sorta a Christian already (they had this ceremony thingy with a foreign pastor doing sum blessing shit on non-christians at that particular mass and ppl were wailing and fainting all over the place when he put his hand on their fore-heads...seriously, more drama-mama than drag queens). Went for one cell group session and back-slided after that.
Obviously religion isn't gonna be my thing.
I have a lot of issues with religions. Somehow most of my issues are with Christianity (note the capital C....showing sum respect here at least teehee) cos they're prolly one of the biggest, most organized (not necessarily in a good way) and most commercialized religion out there, but overall, it's just not something for me.
Simply put, I find having to bow down to one god similar to kow towing to a tyrant overlord. Giving that one entity credits to EVERYTHING in my life...jeez, thanks but no thanks. I'll risk hell for that.
13.) I dunno how to say no most of the time.
I am very thin-skinned (laugh at that as much as you want...skin and fat are separate things blek). And I absolutely abhor awkward situations.
And saying No seems to almost always produce an awkward situation. So I almost always say yes and agree to things I am reluctant to do.
Sucks but I haven seem to be able to overcome this short-coming even after all this time.
14.) I have this weird sense of confidence buried deep within me.
It's probably the result from all the mugging I did back in Secondary School. I used to be able to mug all day long without sweating it. And so my results were almost always very good. So even if I noe I can no longer produce such results right now, I have this confidence in me telling me that everything will turn out fine eventually, even if I had just begun mugging tonight and my paper's tmr morning.
It's prolly also due to the fact that I normally pick things up pretty fast, and I used to have rather good memorizing skills. And somehow, I've yet to be properly screwed by this "sense" of confidence. Frens hate me for it, cos I seem to do decently well for my papers and projects even without putting in much effort. But I do believe that I'll be truly and deservingly fucked by this odd sense of confidence one day.
15.) Under normal circumstances, I dun like shopping.
May it be clothes or gadgets. Cos I can't be bothered.
16.) Under normal circumstances, I love shopping for books.
A book shop is most often the first shop I'll enter in a mall. It's where I feel most at ease.
17.) I read my first Jeffrey Archer when I was in Sec 2. Too young to understand everything it says, but it was still an awesome read. I remember it was a book titled "The Fourth Estate". Brilliant book.
18.) I love animals. And I love nature.
19.) I love all kinds of music. When I like a song, I play it on repeat mode in my ipod until I get sick of it.
20.) I wasn't in the family plan.
My mum was gonna abort me initially, but relented cos she thought I might be a daughter (I already have 2 elder brothers at that time). Prolly explains why I'm not the most macho and manly guy out there.
So, 20 random and useless facts about me.
Oh.....can't help but to add one more.
21.) I really do not like alcohol. I drink for the sake of the company, and for the sake of being good company. Not for the drink. Never for the drink.
So, 21 things about me! Voila!
I am how random.
Lissie ~ In Sleep (This girl here is awesome. Go listen to her.)