7 weird things about me…

finally, i’ve completed this blog entry.  thanks for reading

1. it takes me around 20 minutes to check everything before getting to bed.

i have to check that :
a. my alarm is set
b. the bathroom faucet, shower, and the outside switches are all off
c. the main door is locked
d. my room door is locked
e. the switches and the faucet in the kitchen is off
f. my Bible is where I want it to be (beside me when I sleep. i used to be really afraid of the dark.)

and i check each of these over and over until i get convinced that it is what it looks…

2. zero sense of direction

just zero, zilch, zip, nada… i think this was a side effect of my playing the game of “Heretic” at a very young age. it was kind of a first-person role-playing game, where you get into so many rooms, all looking the same. and so with no landmarks whatsoever (except for the occasional corpse of an enemy my character had previously, umm, eliminated ), i resorted to blindly try doors at random.

now, i have serious trouble whether to go this way or that way in real life. when i needed to buy something, it used to be extremely convenient in Cebu City because of multi-purpose malls like Ayala and SM. now, here in osaka, it’s not that easy anymore. help!!!

3. less-than-reliable memory

i just forget everything — umbrellas, pens, appointments, taking a bath (NOTTT!), keeping in touch, birthdays, bringing my cellphone with me everytime, brushing my teeth (NOTTT!), wallets, etc. etc.

4. even numbered steps

especially when i was young, i always made it a point that i treated both my feet “fairly”. in climbing the stairs, for example, i see to it that my left foot goes first, and then my right foot goes last. odd-numbered stairs pose a problem. i’d have to step on the last rung twice to “ensure parity.”

5. rabid boxing fan

while it’s true that this might not be anywhere as weird as those mentioned above, i only know a few people who are addicted to boxing like i am.

for instance, i have watched manny pacquiao’s coming-out fight against the legendary marco antonio barrera maybe around 20 times already. i can vividly remember what the shocked HBO commentator jim lampley said in the eventful 3rd round of the fight: “there are probably some in this arena who didn’t even know who manny pacquiao was, or what his chances might be against marco antonio barrera… now they know! as pacquiao tries to go ahead and finish barrera right here in the 3rd round…”

6. made JUST for me

when i was really small, i kind of thought the world was made primarily for me.  i just found it hard to understand that other people have their being “them” too like i am “me” (i don’t know how else to explain it, so pardon me if you didn’t understand what i just said).  it just overwhelmed me.  i kind of thought that in a sense i was the only “real” thing.

turns out i was wrong…   or was i? (haha!!!)

7. eyes on my ears

something my father said startled my mother right after my birth.  he said that their new-born handsome baby has built-in antennas as birthmarks.  (ok ok, handsome wasn’t part of the original script.  but this is my blog, so i can write anything i want!!!… ahem, just kidding…)

that startled my mother.  she probably thought the antennas looked like the famous batibot character named “sitsiritsit.”

the “antennas” are actually two tiny protrusions bulging outside my right ear. 

there is a belief back in the philippines known as “lihi:” when a pregnant woman has a craving for a certain food or actor or whatever, the baby gets a characteristic of that craved-for object. 

in my mother’s case, she had a craving for crabs (alimango) when i was her willing parasite.  so what part of a crab are these humps attributed to?  tenen tenen…  crab’s eyes ^^.

my ear’s lumps (roughly translated as butoy-butoy in my native tongue) have been the bunt of many jokes in the past.  some say this is my “anting-anting / amulet” (nice!), others say these are locks of a coin purse (what the!!!), yet some others say that this is where my brain is at (grrrrr!!!).