seven random things about me

October 29, 2008

I’ve been tagged by Rico (thanks!) and so now, I would share things that first came to mind (and that I would like to share) about me:

1. I am the only child of my parents (but FAR from being spoiled), and grew up as the only girl in the whole clan. I lived in a compound, so my cousins were like brothers to me.

2. My father and I have the same birthday. This may perhaps explain my super love for my dad (and the same behaviors)!

3. I like boys (oh no, not in that way!). I mean the ratio of my girl friends to my guy friends is 4 is to 10. I am more comfortable with males (see items 1 and 2). Relatively, I have deeper friendships with males (right, eks?). I have many inaanaks from them. haha. My ninongs and ninangs and relatives used to think I was a tomboy. I hated wearing dresses and enjoyed wearing shorts. I have a collection of toy guns and toy cars, and the Barbie dolls people gave me were never taken out of the box. haha. Now, I always get comments from family friends whom I saw again after a long time, “It’s a good thing you’re a girl now. I thought you’re a lesbian.” Still, at times, my guy cousins would always remark, “tomboy ka talaga!” Grrrrrr!

4. I was accelerated once in elementary, and almost kicked out in high school. I read Noli Me Tangere when I was in grade 3, and up to now, I haven’t finished all my school readings since high school. haha. I’m a good example of “tumatandang paurong.” [kg, we’ve talked about this.]

5. I like listening to and watching news. The first thing I do when I wake up is to open the radio and listen to DZMM (Tambalang Failon and Sanchez is my favorite) while preparing to go to work. Before I sleep, I watch local news on TV and set the off timer.

6. I had a car accident when I was in college. It was a head-on collision with a drunk driver who fell asleep while driving. My head smashed into the windshield, and so I had stitches in my forehead. It’s a good thing the Harry Potter book was a hit then, so people called me Harry Potter instead of who knows what name they may think of. Thanks to the cosmetic surgeon in the hospital where I was brought, he made my scar not so noticeable. Note: I never had trauma driving.

7. I like driving, and I like driving fast. Dad started teaching me how to drive when I was in grade 3 due to my persistence. By grade 4, I can already drive inside the subdivision and by grade 5, outside, despite of my mother’s vehement disapproval. My dad would put two pillows in the driver’s seat so I could see through the windshield. My kid neighbor, who was my classmate, thought our car was moving without a driver. He’s funny!

There you go–the things about me. I had fun doing this.

I’d like to know what you would say about yourselves, eks and ka!

my own home architect

Another holiday is coming up, and I’m again excited to come home to our province. Really, I would never tire of going back to my hometown. Aside from the usual “festive” mood on these days (yeah, even All Saints’ Day), I am excited about one particular reason—I get to design part of our house.

The living room and dining room area of our house in the province is undergoing total renovation. So when I get home, my parent and I would talk about ideas on how we would like it to look, and I would insist that EVERYTHING should be according to my design. It is just fair. I never had the chance to share my inputs with them when our house was being built (because I wasn’t born yet haha).

I thought of asking my architect friend to sketch something for me, and I would repay him with friendship haha. I decided that I can do this by myself (though I lack artistic skills). I’ve been thinking of what tile, or type of wood, would be better on the flooring, and what paint would be better on the wall. I was also thinking of putting in a sliding door divider between the living room and dining room, as well as sliding windows. My father told me that analoc materials are expensive, so I am now reconsidering haha. I have always admired houses with a minibar, they always get “wow” from me. So, I’d like to have something like that in the corner (in my dreams!), Wine Racks and all. The problem is, no one in the family drinks wine, even on occasions. As for me, I like beer.

I was also thinking of throwing away, giving away, or selling old stuff. My mom and dad were pack rats. It’s really hard to arrange things aesthetically when there are so many unneccessary or out-of-theme stuff. On this, there would be huge arguments. We’ll see who’s more stubborn.