How curiosity killed the me:

A.Each tagged person must write 8 things about themselves on their blogs.
B.At the end, choose and tag 8 people. o.O

Tagged by Rome.

You bloody nehneh person.
You and shuxian.
^&@$%^#*#&$%^&!$%!!!!1!!111one!1!!

1.
One of my favorite things to do is to sleep. However, at the same time, I totally hate sleeping. For real. I mean, I totally love the sleeping bit, but totally hate the HAVING TO SLEEP bit. I mean, why can't I choose when to sleep like, during anytime the officers are not looking in NS or when the day is at its most boring, which is usually 12-3 pm for me? Or like, why must I always feel shagged out or tired at bad moments, like when I'm supposed to be giving a good impression to some person or other.
I wanna be able to choose " Hmmm, this seems like a totally worthless portion of my life. ZzzZzzzZZzzZ"



2.
I've always said I love cooking, but I honestly haven't cooked much. I wanna make nice meals and all, but there isn't really anyone around to eat them, and I always have the fear that I will screw up something somewhere are totally waste the probably very expensive ingredients that I've gotten. So yeah. :(



3.
I think the most frequent expressions I have showing are either of total boredom or of like, extreme insanity. I think the people reading this would understand. In any case, I feel fake. Like my emotions aren't really what I tell the world it is. I dunno. Especially at work, I can't possibly be a brooding unfriendly person, and it makes me kinda feels fake-ish. I think one of the major reasons I think so is because for some reason or another, I suddenly realised something: I haven't burst in rage or cried or something in a long time, which was a strange... discovery. Some where along the line I think my life has become diluted so much, and me, so immune to external influences that my internal emotions don't change much. I hold the temple of zen in my body, and the exterior walls of said zen temple is purple and electric blue in color.



4.
I love losing myself in a good book, or game or show. Well, maybe not show, but-

5.(See what I did there?)
My favourite movie is Fight Club! I don't know, but you all must watch it! And one day I will watch Full Metal Jacket. One day.

-yeah, I think the escaping from reality part of it all readily captures my attention. Which either means that reality is too boring, or I can't handle it. (I'm trying to psychoanalyze myself. Shhh...)



6.( Piang... 8 is alot... )
Alot of people have said that I'm a bright/intelligent/smart child (This is pre/post-secondary school). I honestly beg to differ. Maybe because my standards have been set too high form the get go and endless comparison etc. From insanely high PSLE scores to perfect O' levels to almost perfect A' levels, I'm being compared to people who are out of my caliber, but in the same household. Bloody hell. Or maybe because inside me, I think I only seem to be intelligent because I'm too overconfident or braggy or stuck-up or something. Oh, thats what I think I am by the way.



7.
If I were to encounter a person who is exactly like me, firstly I will get freaked out at my doppleganger. Secondly, I would probably hate his guts inside out sideways backways and always. Sometimes I catch myself doing things that I know I would hate myself for doing. I don't know why that happens. For example, you throw say, a durian, up into the air and the moment you release it, you know you've done something incredible stupid/ought to get beaten up for/just asshole-ish.
I think one day, all the durians I've thrown in the air will come crashing down on me.



8. (I think this is an extremely self-centered post... :( )
Polar bears are the most amazingly huge and cute thing in the world. Eat that you puppies/kitties. Or it'll eat you. =p