eight facts about me

after months of driving with an expired license, i finally found the time to have it renewed. now, i'm not afraid to run people over again. anywheres, the girl named heaven tagged me on multiply with this thing and since my contacts there contain more strangers than friends, i chose to put it here instead.

In the 8 facts about you, you share 8 things that your readers don't know about you.
Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.
Each blogger must post these rules first.
Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
Bloggers that are tagged need to write on their own blog about their 8 things and post these rules.
At the end of your blog, you need to choose 8 people to get tagged and list their names.

okay. here we go, mr. roboto...

ichi: let's begin at the beginning. when i was born, i was born left-handed. i dont know why but as i grew up my parents forced me into right-handedness. now, i'm not completely ambidextrous but there are some stuff that i do better as a lefty like when i play guitar hero.

ni: i've had three near-death experiences. one, when i was very young, my dad and i almost fell off a wooden bridge, saved by a jacket sleeve. two, when i was in first grade, my friend and i braved the adult pool and i slipped while i had him on piggyback and he wouldn't let go and we both drowned. three, when i was in grade three, i had appendicitis and was admitted into a hospital just in time: my appendix had already burst and i was at the 50-50 mark. whoa.

san: i was a crybaby up until sixth grade. i'd cry for the smallest reasons like missing a show i wanted to watch or i was just plain thirsty. seriously. i dont understand it either.

shi: one thing that i would love to erase from my past is the fact that i used to dance. not the party /club dancing or even the cotillion thing. that was okay. the choreographed dancing, dancing on stage, dancing in competitions, performing in front of a lot of people, that dancing i want to edit out of my history. fuckin embarrassing. and some of it's on videotape. sheesh.

go: contrary to my appearance, i do not smoke. not a single puff on a single cigarette. sure i allow myself to suffer from second-hand smoking from them smokers who argue that it's deadlier than actual smoking, a mere myth to pull you into the dark lung side, but no i dont and wont smoke. so, thanks for the offer and no i don't have a lighter.

roku: i have almost complete control of my dreams. i can fly. i can end it when i want to and wake myself up. i can continue dreams. the only thing i cant do is force a dream, like i'd be half-asleep thinking of being the only guy in an island of women but then dream of sliding down the railing of an endless stairway.

shichi: i want to say that i've never stolen anything in my life, not even small change from my parents because i ask for it, but i actually did once in college. it was a book of guitar tabs from national bookstore back when they didnt have alarms yet. it wasn't for me though. it was for my roommate (joeyboy!) who dared me to do it because he really wanted it but didn't have the money to buy it. i took it, slipped it under my shirt, tucked it in my pants and we walked away. i was actually scared going out of the mall, mainly because my roomie kept taunting me every time a security guard was in sight. the bastard.

hachi: and finally, something really out of line: i was once raped by a deaf-mute nympho chick. word.

and the unfortunate souls i tag are: chaiikovsky, patty cake, red_pl8 special, acey of spadesy, michelle lualhottie, sister ana patricia, randell parcon obi gyne and katrina halili.

domo arigato sore dewa hei hachi mi shima.

p.s. but who gives a shit, right?
p.p.s. happy fiesta, batangas city! thanks for free food tomorrow!