I've read Jai's post on the insane stuff she does, so I decided to do one, too. Fine, then. Call me copycat. =p
10 epitomes of insanity, coming right up!
1. I tend to speak to myself when I'm alone. Or when I feel alone. I dunno, maybe I feel like I'm my own best friend or something. Or maybe the world is just so noisy that I have to speak my thoughts out loud to hear them. Some of my classmates have gone so far as calling me crazy, but that's my own way of intrapersonal communication, so whaddaryehgonnahdoabboudit?
2. I have never consciously made anyone laugh before. If I make a joke which is funny, I didn't really devised it as a joke. It just is funny. When I realize that what I said was funny, I am usually the last one to stop laughing. I even repeat it sometimes, but it ain't funny the second time.
3. Last Song Syndrome (LSS) is fast-acting and extremely common for me. Whenever I hear a tune for about 3 minutes, I'll end up singing or humming it. The bad part is I can't stop as easily. I cannot stop singing when I get hooked by a tune for more than 30 minutes unless some new tune comes by.
4. Every Valentine's day, I spend at least 10 minutes alone in a corner, crying. It's my form of self-control and it makes me feel happy afterwards. Being the masochist that I am, it's easy to think of a reason to cry. The hard part is to actually make the tears fall off my eyelids. If I don't cry on that day, I get so frustrated that I tend to do reckless and stupid things, such as flirting with a girl with a boyfriend and the like. However, this year, I don't feel the need to do this habit. I'm at peace with the world, and I've got God with me this time.
5. I experiment in food mixtures. I've mixed Coke with milk (it actually tastes good), and chocolate with orange juice. I'm curious as to what other tastes I can uncover.
6. I believe that anything with water cannot hurt me. I always say that "the water is my friend" ever since I was a kid. Thus, I'm okay with walking and singing in the rain, water sports are my forte, and I trust sea travel. I've never been hurt at all.
7. Weird. I can only think of 6....
Anyway, that's it. I'm tired. Sleep would come and drift me to a foreign land in a few minutes. Ciao!
An all new "A Frustrated Writer + A Blog = Mayhem" starts now.
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About me: I'm Rowan Xavier Zurich. Oh come on, that's just a pseudonym, don't worry. I won't place my real name on cyberspace. I am a smart, philosophy-interested boy. I use my blog as a deposit for my thoughts and ideas when I can't fit them in my head. Sometimes, I use it for telling my stories (I'm a writer). Feel free to dawdle mindlessly into my own thoughts! Haha!
