I’ve been tagged by Vera, that annoying lady who doesn’t know I’ve got exams next week. I’ll do it anyway — anything for Miss Green :D.
I don’t shave under my arms — I pull all the hair out. I also love plucking out my eyebrows and eyelashes. I’ve plucked my brows clean before. Pulling out my beard is a lot more painful so I do it rarely — mostly before a shave.
I prefer them all natural — no makeup, except maybe lipgloss. I also hate high heels and anything that reveals skin wantonly — full-length gowns are the best. I don’t like women who’re taller or almost as tall as I am — I’m over six feet so I hardly meet them. I like women who’re not too ‘endowed’ — I’m totally for near-flatness, which is why I’m attracted mostly to Asians. Allows me to love the person for who she is, not her body.
I’m infatuated with reading and books. I rarely go anywhere without a book. I read in the bathroom, while eating, even when I’m coding! In secondary school I perfected the art of walking and reading without bumping into anyone until someone told me I looked like I was crazy or trying to show off.
I also read faster than almost anyone I’ve met and accelerate as I get more engrossed. People who know me know that to get my attention, they have to seize the book or place a hand over it. I spend almost all my earnings on books and still call home to find out if my books are ‘okay.’
I love pretending to be dumb in the figurative and literal sense of the word. I try to get by each day saying as little as possible, and intentionally come off as stupid. When communicating with people who ‘know’ I’m ‘dumb’ (figurative), I unload an avalanche of words from my extensive vocabulary. The better to overwhelm them with.
I’ve formed my very own perception of who God is. It goes against what most people think, which is why my Facebook profile lists my religious views as ‘convoluted.’ If you ask nicely, I just might discuss it in my very next post.
I dream in code sometimes. Kind of hard to explain — you know how hard it is to explain those dreams you get when you’re ill? Or am I the only one who has them?
There! I’m done. You may now declare me weird, but who isn’t? 💡