if you think you can handle the truth…you are welcome to read these 8 random things about me. if you dare, tell me afterwards if you really think i should seek professional help, just for being me :)

1. my very first job was in the entertainment industry. 
         when i was four or five, people will let me either sit or stand on a table, ask me to dance, sing, recite a silly made up poem, do silly monologues, or make up stories from either a book or a magazine…and they will give me money. i never knew what happened to my earnings, but if you want to know the truth, i know somebody else spent it. if i have the face and body of catherine zeta jones, or the voice of shania twain i could have pursued being an actress/singer. fortunately, i didn’t. so i decided i wanted to be a nurse instead. i’m glad i did, because whether you accept it or not, i’m one of those nurses who really love what i do.

2. i have a self diagnosed mental illness.
         seriously. how do you explain the fact that i have to press the remote/lock of the car three times everytime? three times! or that all my clothes face a certain way, and on the same color of hangers? or that i try to wear all my clothes even if i don’t like them because i feel like they will feel sad if i don’t? okay, explain that to me and tell me i’m not a loony.

3. i am still not over the fact that i only breastfed my two boys for only a few days.
         if you want to make me feel guilty, just mention that i didn’t sacrifice enough to give my kids the best by sticking with breastfeeding. remind me that even if my breasts were bleeding and i cried buckets of tears in pain everytime i tried, i should have persevered. if you dare, you can be totally blunt by telling me that i should have kept on trying until my nipples or breasts fall off, because motherhood is all about pain, and it was just plain selfish of me to just give up. i might end up riding on the “i-am-a- terrible-mother-for-not-breastfeeding-my-kids guilt trip for the rest of my life, but i am not complaining. really.

4. i am annoyed by people who ask “how are you?”
         the ones who are gone just when you are about to open your mouth and answer their question. i once answered a guy who asked me this overused question with a gloomy “i don’t feel good”. already a few feet away from me, he said “that’s great!” i could have strangled him, but obviously, he wasn’t worth my time. or my touch.

5. i fasted for 14 days just before i turned 18.
         not for spiritual healing or enhancement, but for selfish, stupid reasons. i had problems with my menstrual periods which only came once a or twice a year since i was 13. i was so scared there was something seriously wrong with me, but i did not want to go to the doctor for two reasons. one: we didn’t have money, two: i was extremely terrified of what the doctor might do to me. i heard of fasting from a self proclaimed filipino scientist/inventor who talked about it on TV and over the radio as the cure all for any physical problem. i thought about it for months, and finally did it out of desperation. i don’t know if it was a coincidence, but since i was 18, after 14 days of taking ONLY water, my period has been very regular. by regular, i mean every 28-30 days, not earlier, not later. on the dot. for almost 20 years now.

6. i have a lot of weird ideas.
         once, entertained the idea that my oldest sister, who is 15 years older than me, was actually my mother. she eventually found out about my ridiculous thoughts and almost died laughing. also, when i was a kid, i believed that being a grown up is definitely the coolest thing in the planet. weird, because now that i am a grown up, there are a lot of times when i just want to be that innocent, carefree kid.

7. i believe in God, creation, and faith.
         i am not smart or eloquent enough to explain my beliefs to those who are geniuses in proving that God does not exist, or to those who think creation is just a lazy excuse to be stupid, but at this point in my life, i still choose to believe it. it will take more faith for me to believe otherwise. i have nothing against anybody who does not share my beliefs. i am only against people who believe they can take other people’s lives just because they don’t agree with their beliefs. i have a tiny brain, and for the life of me, i will never understand how killing can prove anything.

8. i almost gave my sixth grade english teacher a heart attack. 
         i boycotted our final elementary graduation play rehearsal. it didn’t really matter that i did it, but she was completely caught off guard by the idea that i attempted to take the whole cast with me. what can i say, i didn’t really mean to be mean, but if you’ve ever been to one of those small philippine island beaches, (we had one, just a couple of minutes away from our elementary school) on a warm summer afternoon, you’ll know what i mean, and you’ll definitely give me some slack.

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this has been fun. thanks to student nurse nancy and nurse M for tagging me. it took a considerable amount of self-restraint to stop at #8, but i want to stick to the rules.

on the other hand, i don’t want to stick to the rules too. i am not tagging anyone in particular. if you want to play, leave a comment so i can go and read all about your deep dark secrets too. hopefully, they’re not as boring or as disturbing as mine.