I like Ralph Wiggum. His smile makes me think that eeeeeeeeeeeeeveeerythingg is okay eventhough it ain’t.
These are the few facts that I’m in :
1- I am color blind. I can’t tell what color your shirt is, what color your eyes are. I find it hard to choose the right color pencil from the box. People always make the “traffic light” joke at me.
2- I suffered from ADHD. That explained why I love drumming in the first place. Doctor said drumming would be good for me to channel my “unwanted” energy. For those of you retard who don’t know what the fuck is ADHD, google it up yourself.
3- I love art. Any form of art. Even the stupidest art you made will make me excited for no reason. I like to draw stuff most of the time. Gimme a pencil, and a paper, then I’m off.
4- I am very judgmental at first met. I tends to analyze a person before I feel free to talk to them. First impression is always important to me.
5- I have two “special” pillows anywhere I go. I can’t sleep without them. They have been with me for years. They were the best best best friends I ever had. And I’m not ashamed of bringing and using them anywhere, anytime.
6- I hate dentist. They reminds me of Frankenstein for no reason. It’s a childhood memories which I still can’t overcome up till this days.
7- I’m a sensitive guy. Not a soft guy. They’re both different. I tends to care about my feelings as much as yours. Sometimes your joke makes me feel sad. I’m a quick witted guy. For 5 minutes. Then I’ll be okay.
8- I have a habit of holding a grudge at someone I don’t like. I even still, holding a grudge at my elementary school friends who spit on my lunch. Oh, did I said friends? I mean assholes.
9- I love animals. Any kind. But not insects. I’m forbid to touch or play with any furry animals. It’s because of germs infection to my eyes. I lost 40% of viewing ability on my right eye due to this. But I still had 110% love for the animals.
10- I hate maths. It made me look dumb. I still counts using my fingers even tough the calculator is right under my nose.
p/s : Nobody’s perfect. So do I.
Sometimes, somehow, this happened to me.
