c/o Facebook: 25 Random Stuff About Me
I thought this was blog-worthy, considering how long it took me to write it! Thanks to Facebook and my friends who "tagged" me.
- I’m still trying to figure out this Facebook thing. As it is, updating my multiply account is already a feat for a time-constrained mom like me. And I haven’t touched my friendster pictures for over 3 years.
- I count silently when I brush my teeth, wash my hands, shampoo or walk up or down the stairs. I think they call that OCD.
- I stutter. That’s because too many thoughts run in my head and my mouth just can’t keep up.
- I’m terrified of public speaking, so I became a writer. Also because of #3.
- Back in 3rd year HS, I wrote a novel inspired by Sweet Valley Twins. I typed it in Word Perfect, printed one copy and let my classmates pass it along to everyone else. I never got it back and I don’t have a back up copy.
- I proofread and copy-edit everything I read in my head. It’s a sickness I can’t control. That’s how I saw the typo in page 5 of my Harry Potter book 7.
- Doogie Howser inspired me to make an electronic journal. It even had a password - I did it on Word Star. I think there’s something romantic about putting down thoughts on paper (or virtual paper). Unfortunately, like most things I like doing, I never kept it going.
- I’m a frustrated singer – I can surely carry a tune enough to believe I can join solo singing contests, but I do lack that showmanship, not to mention the courage.
- Cooking is a chore for me, unless I don’t have to do it, like baking – this I like because of my sweet teeth.
- I miss performing on theater and being on a production set.
- My baby and I almost became a “real parent-baby” model pair for one of the biggest baby brands here in the US. I say “almost” because we were short listed from among hundreds of other pairs, got called back twice, but unfortunately, never made it past the final casting.
- I’m obsessed with lists and labels. I would label all my drawers and containers if I had the time.
- My hair has never been dyed – ever.
- Sports don’t like me and the feeling is mutual.
- I grew up in big family. There were 9 kids in my dad’s side and 7 of them in my mom’s side. Add in all their spouses plus their cousins and everyone’s kids and I lose count of how many close relatives I have, all of whom I miss dearly. I loved my childhood because of them – and this is the childhood I want my kids to experience, too.
- I miss playing the guitar. I took my informal guitar lessons from my cousin when I lived with their family while I was in college. She is now a big recording artist. Her name is Julianne.
- I am passionate about my beliefs, but I don’t try to convince people to think the way I do. That’s because I don’t like them trying to convince me to believe in what they believe in. Let’s agree to disagree.
- If I ever go back to work for a boss, I want someone who actually knows more than I do, who actually has experience to back up that title, who can actually manage a team and who didn’t actually kiss a** to get to where he/she is. I expect my boss to inspire me. As my boss, you are paid a lot more than I am, so it’s just fair for me to expect a lot more from you, too.
- I’d rather have dinner, coffee and/or some drinks with friends in a nice, quiet place than go clubbing, especially if it’s with friends I haven’t seen or talked to in a while. It’s the "manang" in me – I’ve always been like this even back in college.
- Taking care of stray dogs and cats are part of my to-do list if I ever get that rich. Cruelty to helpless little creatures seriously angers me.
- I try to have my family eat responsibly and watch what we eat. I vowed to take care of myself so that if I ever get sick, it won’t be because I was careless. And I don’t want my family blaming me for getting sick, the way I did for a while when my dad got sick. I don’t ever want my own family to go through the pain of seeing my father sick like that.
- Since Milo was born, I’ve never been out alone with my husband.
- I’m burnt out and I need a break.
- Before I got pregnant, I wanted 4 kids. After I gave birth, I still wanted 4 kids – I realized childbirth wasn’t so bad. And then I became a stay-at-home mom to 1 kid. After that, I wanted only 1. If we were back home with house help and baby help, I’d definitely reconsider.
- I am living the longest character building experience of my life. With the way it’s going, I feel like I’m building a freakin’ skyscraper. I wonder how tall it really has to be before this lovely experience ends…
posted by meL @ 10:09 AM
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