i’ve never shaved my legs? haha. this might seem weird for some people but it’s not like my legs need any shaving, i’m pretty much hairless there.. i’m chinese like that! :P
i try to eat healthily. like instead of white bread, i opt for hi-fibre bread.. erm, but that’s toasted Nutella spread over hi-fibre bread, fresh from the toaster oven mind you! hahahaha! warm, crispy and oh-so-sinful. :)
i like a little bit of alcohol in my food: cakes, chocs, s’mores, ice cream. yes, i’m a sweet tooth too.
i forgive easily, and i don’t exactly hate anyone. i’d hate what people do or did, but i don’t think i can ever hate people.
worship leader of my church, every 4th week of the month i take the stage to lead the congregation in praise and worshiping God.
require vision correction, but instead of going out with my nerdy specs, i use colour contact lenses. different shades of brown mostly, sometimes gray, sometimes green or blue. what i have on now is: perky brown! <3
i have double eyelids, but sometimes, quite rarely, if i scratch my eyes too hard before i go to sleep, they disappear the next morning for a couple of hours, days or two. hate it when that happens.
unfortunately, i’m of below average height. so mostly, i get to see up people’s nostrils and be disgusted by their nose hair.
inward belly button.
have a very small mole on my upper left lip, that gets darker when my period is approaching. strange but true. lol!
i work from home, or anywhere in close proximity, as long as there is an internet connection. my current favourite location to work from? the bf’s room ;)
i chat with my colleagues on google chat. sign in at 10am, leave at around 6pm-9pm.
deal with mostly f&b clienteles and media people from lifestyle, entertainment, metro as well as business desks.
i write news articles that gets publish in newspapers or magazines but has never bear my name in credit.
i spend more than RM50 on phone bills per month on follow-up calls. well, at least i get reimbursed from my big boss, who i call grandma, haha!
lots of foreigners live here. it’s like the whole of south east asia and beyond decided to take up residency in this little town.
flooded a couple of times in the 1990’s. i was still in primary then, remembered being rescued by a boat this one time. water levels were quite high then, more than a meter deep.
one of the few towns in my city allowed to sell pork.
postcode: 40400.
known to me and my homeys as the “ghetto”, a couple of people have been shot or finger was chopped off or simply mugged around here in the past couple of years. scary huh?
awesome night market every friday. rebacca black would love fridays even more if she moved here!
likes taking spoiled things apart, fixing them or simply use those scraps to make something new. his favourite tool is his blade.
soon-to-be mechanical engineer (that is if he gets a job, i hope)
stammers, but hardly when he’s speaking to me.
eats a lot, but apparently not enough.
supposedly left-handed but was asked to use his right hand to write when he was younger. now he writes with his right hand but plays badminton, bowling and what not with his left hand.
musically inclined; writes songs, plays guitar (acoustic and electric) as well as piano. has been trying his best to teach me piano but to no avail.
when i was 13, me and some of my friends helped paint my room walls a “very light, almost-white” pink.
queen-size bed.
still have a couple of soft toys given to me by friends during my teenage years, including a very special pink plush pig named mr oinky who sits on my bed all day, all night.
messy wardrobe, uncoordinated, piled up like a mountain of intertwined materials.
there’s a white pin board on my wall that i no longer use filled with signatures and doodles from all the people who’ve been in my room (except family members).
medals and name tags from different places hang beside my dressing table mirror.
there are massive amounts of books underneath my bed, i won’t tell you why they are there.
air-conditioned.
there use to be a double decker bed in my room, a long time ago. i have no idea why it was there cause i don’t remember anyone sleeping in it. my room use to be a semi-storage room filled with boxes of junk and toys.
on some rare nights, i would take a stick of candle from the dozen boxes of them that i own and light it up to put it in the pretty lantern my bf made for me years ago. it hangs from the concrete beam in the middle of my room.
