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Quite some time ago i got tagged to do this six-weird-things-about-myself thing. i know it's been a long time, but i promised to answer, and here are, in fact, my answers. but since i'm not quite inclined to do this kind of things at open diary, i'm not going to tag anyone [[among other things because i think everyone else at open diary has already revealed their strangest aspects.]] I'd also like to point out that, in my opinion, the word weird should be defined before answering to this request... but since i'm not going to do that, i'll just say that these weird things about me are considered weird by other people, not myself. in fact, i consider myself to be a very normal, common if you ask me, person. sometimes i even wish i was stranger. thing is people tell me i'm very strange all the time. still i can't see the weird things they see in me. but that's another story. there we go: one: i read the dictionary, and i do it because i like it. i pick up a letter and read up all the words that are unknown to me. i an spanish, so i tend to do it with spanish dictionaries, but from time to time i also do it with english dictionaries. i've learned a lot of english doing that. i do it because i actually find it entertaining. i also read encyclopaedias on any subject: medicine, history, music, maths, anything that i can put my hands on.
two: i talk to things out loud. specially when i'm angry: i yell at them and actually insult them. when i was younger i truly believed that talking to plants helped them feel better, and not only i talked to them, but i also sang for them. nowadays i have no plants to talk or sing to, so i talk and sing to the things that surround me. specially pans. three: when i get home alone the first thing i do is pumping up the volume on the stereo to an infernal level. depending on the day i choose this or that kind of music. but no matter what music starts playing, i strip myself to the music and end up completely naked. then i like to dance like that all around the house, as goofily as i can. and also sing to the top of my lungs. one day my mother caught me singing something really tacky and dancing stupidly. thank god i was not naked. good times. four: i believe in telepathy. i can read my boyfriend's mind perfectly many many times. it's more of a sensation, than actually seeing or hearing the words or thoughts in his head. but i feel them and i always get them right. some days i am also able to know the things he's done, when i shouldn't have any idea of them. for me it works better with some people, but still, i do believe in it cause it's actually happening to me. five: i've been wearing the same glasses since 1999. the first ones i got are the ones i am wearing right now. and i don't want contact lenses. six: i am more of a boy than a girl. i hate going shopping. i find burping fun. i hate gossiping. i like porn. i've never had trouble with being alone, on my own. i really enjoy giving blowjobs-to the very, very end. i don't have jealousy issues. i really like sports. i hate feminism; it's the same thing as male chauvinism.
[[all pictures taken from [click to learn more] 'The Cremaster Cycle', by Matthew Barney, who happens to be Björk's husband, or boyfriend. who knows?]] [[Maria]]
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