11: small truths
Eleven truths.
Mainly because I lie so often now in real life that I can barely remember myself.
11. My mother was born in the US, my father was born in the Philippines, but as they are both US citizens, I consider myself to be first-and-a-half generation Filipino American.
10. When I was fifteen, my high school band went to Australia. I got to play a five bar solo on stage at the Sydney Opera House.
9. The 1992 Toyota Camry LE I drive is the same one that was my 16th birthday present; it still has less than 95,000 miles on it.
8. While I am glad I escaped the sorts of stereotypical names hippies give their children, my parents did name me such that, when properly pronounced, my first, middle and last name all have three syllables.
7. The burn scar on the top of my left wrist is finally beginning to fade, despite the fact it is over twenty years old.
6. My ring-finger size is 4.5. The rest of my fingers are negligible because I rarely wear rings.
5. There was a period of time - a few years, really - where my hair was in varying lengths of "short," all under two inches, all over my whole head. At one point it was about one inch at the longest points.
4. When I was in junior high and high school, I desperately wanted to be curvy, to put on some more weight, have hips and breasts and all that. Now that I have reached womandom, I am fighting desperately to be the same 95lb stick figure I naturally was then.
3. Not including their spouses or children, across both sides of my family, I have approximately 24 (last I checked) first cousins, three of whom, if you didn't know better, you might think were my brothers.
2. Schizophrenia, multiple personalities, etc -- they do not bother me in the least in person, as proven by the fact I was with my former boyfriend, a paranoid schizophrenic who suffered delusions of grandeur, for a number of years. I personally find the mind fascinating (hi, cog sci minor.)
1. As much as I play into my own disorders, deep down, I know that the happy, creative, loving, confident, care-free me I once knew and embraced is still in there somewhere.
Mainly because I lie so often now in real life that I can barely remember myself.
11. My mother was born in the US, my father was born in the Philippines, but as they are both US citizens, I consider myself to be first-and-a-half generation Filipino American.
10. When I was fifteen, my high school band went to Australia. I got to play a five bar solo on stage at the Sydney Opera House.
9. The 1992 Toyota Camry LE I drive is the same one that was my 16th birthday present; it still has less than 95,000 miles on it.
8. While I am glad I escaped the sorts of stereotypical names hippies give their children, my parents did name me such that, when properly pronounced, my first, middle and last name all have three syllables.
7. The burn scar on the top of my left wrist is finally beginning to fade, despite the fact it is over twenty years old.
6. My ring-finger size is 4.5. The rest of my fingers are negligible because I rarely wear rings.
5. There was a period of time - a few years, really - where my hair was in varying lengths of "short," all under two inches, all over my whole head. At one point it was about one inch at the longest points.
4. When I was in junior high and high school, I desperately wanted to be curvy, to put on some more weight, have hips and breasts and all that. Now that I have reached womandom, I am fighting desperately to be the same 95lb stick figure I naturally was then.
3. Not including their spouses or children, across both sides of my family, I have approximately 24 (last I checked) first cousins, three of whom, if you didn't know better, you might think were my brothers.
2. Schizophrenia, multiple personalities, etc -- they do not bother me in the least in person, as proven by the fact I was with my former boyfriend, a paranoid schizophrenic who suffered delusions of grandeur, for a number of years. I personally find the mind fascinating (hi, cog sci minor.)
1. As much as I play into my own disorders, deep down, I know that the happy, creative, loving, confident, care-free me I once knew and embraced is still in there somewhere.