// Quarter Life Monologues

I’ve been tagged, so I’m hitching a ride in the bandwagon as I try to hit these two blog memes with one stone, este, post.

So okay, I know I’m weird, but do you really have to make me highlight my weirdness by tagging me, Marc? Hehe. And Joni, I know this is long overdue already, but last night I had a grand time counting blessings and thinking about the great things that are happening in my life right now, so hehe, let me do this, late as it may be.

Blog Meme #1 from Marc. Here are six weird things about me:

1. I consume packets of coffee creamer, without the coffee. I don’t know how it began but long before I started drinking coffee, I make papak coffee creamer straight from the pack (or sachet, or whatever you call that). Soon, I discovered that it tastes even better with Mcdo’s caramel sundae (gaah, now I’m craving). Then I started experimenting and eating coffee creamer with pandesal, and peanut butter sandwich, and oreos, and chocolate cake, and bananas, and the list goes on. Funny thing is, when it comes to coffee, I like it black. :P

2. I wet my feet before I go to bed. Every night, after the usual bedtime rituals (taking a bath, brushing my teeth, etc), I’d wash my feet last. I would deliberately refrain from drying them off with a towel, and I’d simply go to bed with my feet wet, allowing it to dry as I sleep. Wala lang. Malamig lang sa paa. :)

3. I cry over my hamsters. When my first hamster died, (some stooopid cat bit him in the head), I cried hysterically and demanded my Mom to raise him from the dead and cried some more because she couldn’t. I was 10 years old then. I had several hamsters since then, and everytime something bad has happened, I would cry. Just last month, Chuchu and Chichi’s cage was attacked by a big house rat (that’s why I haven’t been blogging about the hamsters lately). :( Chuchu got a big cut on his one limb, and even though he’s still alive and well now, the wound still hasn’t healed yet and will most likely leave a permanent scar and deformity to his fragile body. :( The first time I saw Chuchu with that ugly cut, I went crying like crazy. I thought he was gona die. :( I even called up a friend and cried some more as if it would solve the problem. Gaah. I always get too emotionally attached to my pets. :(

4. I used to hate pink. When I was a kid, my favorite color was blue. Even when I turned 18, my debut’s motif was blue. Growing up, I had one (just one!) pink dress, but mostly, my clothes were all blue and green and black and white. I think there must have been a time when I would wear floral-printed dresses when I was a kid, but for the most part of my childhood, I wore jeans, and shorts, and sneakers, and large, baggy shirts. And none of those were pink. Now, I just can’t imagine a world without this prettyful color. Pink is love. ♥

5. I grind my teeth when I’m asleep. Some doctors say there’s some psychological and biological explanation to this, and some don’t even know why this happens but that there’s nothing really serious about it. It’s more of like, an in-born thing (Mom says I’ve been doing it since I was a kid). What bothered me lang was when my dentist told me that by unconsciously grinding my teeth, I become stressed in my sleep too. Which probably affects my sleeping habits, and my tolerance to stress — I get stressed easily because I don’t get a full rest at night. But hey, to whoever you are whom I’m gona be sleeping beside with for the rest of my life *yihee*, worry not. This ain’t anything like snoring. I assure you, you will still be able to sleep peacefully at night. ;)

6. I’m not a fan of MACs. So okay, it’s powerful and it’s everything a geek would dream of, but er, not me. My brother is a MAC user, so more or less, I’ve experienced playing with it already, but I always seem to get lost. Oftentimes, I’m more comfortable sticking with what I’ve gotten used to already. So say, if I were to choose between a MACbook, and a pink Sony Vaio (that’s Vista compatible), I’d probably choose the later (even though I once said that Vista sucks) — just because it’s pink. And I wouldn’t mind going through all the trouble of downgrading its OS to XP all over again. So there you have it. Either I’m NOT really a geek, or I’m a weird geek. But, yeah, all geeks are weird. So.. I duno. I’m confused already. (Then again, if there happens to be a PINK macbook, I’d definitely have second thoughts.)

Oh, and would I totally ruin this whole meme thing if I add another weirdness in the list? :P

7. Whenever I’m using parentheses, I feel like those parts that are enclosed in parentheses are invisible to everyone else and I’m the only one who can see them. I mean really. Try to observe my twitter faves. See what I mean? :P Oh, and sometimes, when I chat, I use parentheses a lot too. It’s as if these special characters give me the courage to say what’s on my mind. So say, if we were chatting, and I typed “(I love you too)”, you’re not supposed to respond, because as far as I’m concerned, you didn’t see that part. (Okay, I’m sounding weirder by the minute, I have to stop.)

Ok. You’re turn, Jeric, Camz, Mikey, Bheng, Sarah, Reah (and Joni? Have you done this na?)

Thinking about all these weirdness and imperfections make me feel good about myself. I mean, seriously. It is when you’re in your weirdest state that you feel you are most loved. Coz there you see those people who stand by you, and accept you as you are. And I’m sure you know, and that you’ve felt it also at one point in your life, that there’s this certain warmth and peace that comes with knowing that you’re an imperfect person loved perfectly.

♥ ♥ ♥

So hey. I got a lot of happy thoughts, and this is pretty long already so I’ll just quickly enumerate them.

Blog Meme #2 from Joni. Here’s me, counting my blessings:

1. A whole year of milestones and defining moments that I will carry with through time. Beautiful experiences happened this year, not necessarily without pain, but beautiful nonetheless. But I think this deserves a separate post. :)

2. Being blessed with the best Mom in the world. And having been raised by the best Dad, who, even when he’s already gone, is still changing lives and making a difference through the legacy that he left us with. And growing up with two macho brothers who always care (kahit minsan hindi halata, hehe).

3. Love-hate relationship with my job that makes it even more challenging and worth it. And knowing that I have a whole bunch of lovely lovely officemates backing me up, making me survive each day in spite of the odds.

4. That even though this world is full of people you can’t trust, you are assured that when everything else crumbles down on you, you have a set of friends (the ones who have been there althroughout and have stood the test of time) who’s always ready to back you up.

5. Love. Love everywhere. What more can I ask? ♥

Your turn to count your blessings, Marian, Romz, Jaypee, and well, ALL OF YOU!! Now is the time to count blessings, people. Go go go. :)