September 07, 2014

20 unuseful facts about me

20 unuseful facts about me :

1. I can be extremely quiet or extremely raucous depending on which group of people I hang out with.

2. I love books! I collect books mostly because they look beautiful. There's a word for it : Bibliophile!

3. I want to move in to New York someday.

4. I'm considerably tall, but I never feel that way.

5. I'm sucks at almost every damn sport that humanity has invented.

6. I love to sing at the top of my lungs when there's nobody around.

7. Coffee is not my favorite beverages, tea is.

8. I can solve a Rubik's Cube in under a minute.

9. I love reading dictionary. It's fun to look up the definition of words that I haven't understand yet.

10.  I'm in a love-hate relationship with the country I live in.

11. I'm a big spender. I don't mind to blow all my money for stuff that I like.

12. I have a serious internet addiction. I get agitated really fast when the internet is not working.

13. Whenever I see a green car, I can't help but stare. Green is my favorite color.

14. I'm trying my best not to complain to people about stuff, and when I do, I just told a best friend or rant about it on my journal.

15. I keep a journal. It's fun to read my past's thoughts in the future.

16. I have some silly rules that I made to myself. Some of it are gold, but most of them are just some ridiculous rules.

17. I wanted to choose English Literature major, but my family opposed to that idea. Thus I ended up studying about computer codes and stuff.

18. In the 6th grade, I got into a small fight with a friend. It escalated quickly when he grabbed a scissors and cut my arm with it. Ended up with six stitches and a traumatic experience with scissors. Can't help but flinch at the sight of scissors when I saw someone running around with it.

19. I love playing video games, but I clearly didn't spend too much time playing it due to the lack of the game systems.

20. I hate picking up the phone because somehow, my voice sounds just like my mom. I once have a full conversation with a bank teller where I pretended to be my mother. She has no idea that I'm a guy.

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