Actually i was bored so i wanted to do this thing.
Adeen.
I am a very phobic person. I am afraid of loads of things like being in an elevator, consuming prescription medicine especially the pills, when the whole neighbourhood has blacked out, and the vast infinite limitless space devoured by water that is the dark and deep ocean. I also have more phobias but i won't tell them since i am a man now.
Dva.
If you noticed, mostly and usually all of my comments, messages, testimonials and so on oftenly starts with a laugh. For example,
Person A: What's your name?
Me: Hahaha, Awan.
Person A: Age please?
Me: Haha, emm 17.
Person A: Sex?
Me: Haha, yes please!
This"start a laugh in every sentence" gag only happens in comments, messages, testimonials and so on. Not in real life.
Tri.
I hate roadtrips. I could list a million things why i hate them but i have no time so i'll just write the following:
- I don't know what to bring
- I get bored in the car
- The car is cramped
- When i feel like going to the loo, it's just inconvenient
- The R&R that we stop at are unhygienic
- No fcuking good music on the radio
- I get nausea and feel like throwing up
- My parents will talk and talk and i listen to their boring gossip
Chityre.
I am a very antisocial, very introverted, very shy person. Though most of the time you see me as an extroverted and sort of very social kind of person but actually i am not. I like to be alone, mostly. I like to think rather than talk. I hate huge groups and prefer to be in the company of at most three people. I love to watch people's behaviour rather than jumping myself into a large group and being the center of attention.
Pyat.
I also hate big groups or special holidays/occasions. For instance Hari raya, Weddings, Engagements and anything along the line that has me going to a big party where there are lots of people and relatives and where i have to talk and say hello and introduce myself. It's just to much of a burden since i am very introverted and shy.
Shest.
I hate being bored. Really, boredom do kill people. Let me show you how with me as an example. I get bored easily since life is so boring. When i get bored i eat. When i eat i get fat. When i get fat i lose my confidence. When i lose my confidence, people will look down on me. When people will look down on me i have no friends. When i have no friends i feel worthless. When i feel worthless i eat more. When i eat more i become more fatter. When i become the fattest person in the universe who is a lonely friendless worthless fat full of fat, i kill myself. Even if i don't kill myself, which is highly impossible, cancer will or the sheer fat of my body will.
Sem.
I love languages. I really do. But of course my favourite is English but i would love to master Melayu, French, Russian, Japanese,German, Australian and Ireland. If possible.
Vosem.
I love to eat. Who doesn't? You know the saying eat to live not live to eat. Well i say both. We eat to live and sometimes we need to live to eat. What's the harm about that? Ok perhaps the above mentioned death but other than that there's nothing bad about eating, kan?
Devyat.
I am a nerd. I wear a tie and i tuck in my shirt. I play games like Final Fantasy and i read story books. I go online and look for info on many stuff. I don't read newspapers or magazine. I'd love to wear glasses and have braces but i'm to nerd to become a cool nerd. I collect comic books, well Malaysian comic books, not those fancy shmanchy American DC/Marvel comics.
Desyat.
I'm into porn although i've never watched a full length one. True story.
Eleven.
I don't know how to count more than ten in Russian.
Twelve.
I love movies. I love the cinema. But most of all i love popcorn and coke.
Thirteen.
If it smells like poetry i go here for solitude. But if i just don't give a shit anymore i will take refuge here. If i feel like a fashionista i will institute myself at this school. If i feel like George Bush i go here. If i feel like sucking my thumb i go here. And if i feel like being creative i go here.
Fourteen.
I fcuking hate fake people. Identity-less people. People who wants to look and be "cool" or "indie". Copycats. Cheapskates. Gay (as in happy you idiots) people. Overbearing people. Hot-tempered. Smokers. Rempits. And so on.
Fifteen.
I would love to live happily.
I want to tag:
Hazriq
Amirul
Afiqah
and all of those who are in the bloglist. Except those who have already did it of course.
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