Secrets In A Weird World

Just when I thought that the skeletons will linger longer on my treasure chest came this interesting albeit nasty post. As inspired, and tagged, by my Blog Icon And Deity Misterhubs, without further ado, I present the "Six Weird Things About Me:"

Weird Thing # 1

I see dead people. There was this time when I was making a post late in the evening and I can see a reflection of someone behind me on the laptop screen. Whoever said that ghosts/spirits do not reflect in the mirror is delusional. I froze off my seat when I saw her approaching me at my back.

Weird Thing # 2

Back when I’m still in nursing school, every time we are assigned in the Labor & Delivery Room of this certain government hospital, my close friends would STEAL tonloads of KY JELLY SACHETS in the DR stock drawer and puts them in my bag or hands them over to me just before the shift ends. And I’m not the kind of person who declines a free gift.

Weird Thing # 3

I used to be lactose intolerant before. Give me something with milk, cheese or cream and I’m crapping my brains out within a few minutes. But when I tried drinking few ounces of milk everyday, my guts gradually became accustomed to lactose (an uncomfirmed case of systematic desensitization methink) that within a few weeks, I could drink/eat gallonloads of Starbucks, ice cream and cheesecakes and not POO; hence, my new habit: persistent bouts of bulimia.

Weird Thing # 4

In line with Misterhubs’ legacy of bush trimming, I once trimmed my pubes using a commercially-available double-bladed razor. Like a reckless reaper, I kinda removed sooo much hair on a single area it almost looked like a bald spot or a beginning patchy alopecia down there.

The worst part: I have a scheduled physical exam in a week.

Since the presence of bald patches down there is considered to be a confirmatory sign of syphilis, to avoid suspicions that I might have the eeky treponemas, I made the radical albeit painful decision of shaving everything OFF. On the day of the physical exam, everything the doctor, who, by the most unlucky twist of fate happened to be a woman, could say was: “what happened?” coupled with a face epitomizing terror and mystique. Such a mortifying experience.

Weird Thing # 5

Aside from my brief television stint, I joined the now-defunct Battle of the Brains (with David Celdran) when I was still in elementary and I made it till semi-finals. When I was in high school, a pesky schoolmate and a condescending professor hindered my dreams of seeing Paolo Bediones in The Digital LG Quiz. For short—I’m a nerd, dork, geek, retard, abnormal, and so on...

Weird Thing # 6

I graduated as the class valedictorian when I was in high school. But that is *NOT the weird part: exactly 2 days before my graduation, I contracted chickenpox and on the GRADUATION DAY ITSELF, my entire body (and my face) is all covered with huge, reddened, weeping, near-to-bursting pock marks I looked like a character fresh out of the “Night of the Living Dead.”

In order NOT to sabotage that day for the rest of the graduating batch, the principal dragged me to attend the ceremony (despite an ordered isolation by my pediatrician), I hid all the time at the backstage, and I came out, like an ungodly, unsightly apparition when it was time for my speech. This is one of the most humiliating experience in my entire lifetime.



P. S. The week after that, I learned through SMS that several other classmates of mine got chickenpox too. Hehehe. That incident gave a whole lot of meaning to the adage, “It’s better to give than to receive.”



I’m tagging Chase, Kiks, Dazed, Jeska, Mel and Bing for this meme. Keep Misterhubs’ pubes legacy alive okay? Hehe.