Y weird.
Six weird facts/things/habits about yourself:
- My name. My parents are more westernized and didn't include a chinese name. For example, Ben's full name is Benjamin Teh Jin Liang. Whereas all you see on my birth certificate is Desiree Anne Tee. In fact, they didn't even give me a chinese name till I started schooling and needed one. I think if it wasn't a requirement, I probably wouldn't have a chinese name now. - Desiree because it means desired and I'm the first child. Anne because they felt that Desiree Tee sounded weird and it's also my mum's name. I love my name and my parents for giving me such a name! By the way, my sister's full name is somewhat similar, Denise Su-Ann Tee.
- My colour coordination. If you observe my attire, usually three of the following items are the same colour - top or bottom/jacket or shawl/hair accessory/earrings/hand bag/shoes. As a result, if I really like something, I might buy it in a few different colours to accommodate my colour coordination. For example, my strappy high heels from U.R.S.; I bought all 3 colours - red, white and black. If you ever see me wearing mismatched clothing, either I'm really troubled by something or I've become colour blind.
- My style of eating. I'm not sure about this because I don't notice my reflection while I'm eating, but I can tell you what friends have said. Apparently, I have an abnormal way of eating compared to the typical Singaporean. I think my friend was trying to say that it's rather ladylike. Another friend said that the way I eat makes the food I'm eating look so utterly delicious that he wants to eat it too. *shrugs* I guess I live to eat, not eat to live.
- My love for bread. White, brown, wholemeal, wholegrain, wheatgerm, sourdough; focaccia, pitas, naan, dosai, tortillas, ciabatta, bagels, baguettes, rolls, crepes, pizzas, biscuits, pretzels and many, many more. There is something intoxicating about going into a bakery and breathing in the fragrance of freshly baked bread. Have you ever tried freshly baked bread? A crunchy crust with a warm, soft and chewy centre, mm mmm... heavenly. I've even "snacked" on freshly baked plain, white bread and finished the whole loaf before I knew it. It might seem crazy, but to me, it's about appreciating the good things in life.
- My nails. I used to bite my nails when I was younger. Adults always say that you'll end up with ugly looking nails, but mine aren't. Surprisingly, my nails turned out rather nice. To top it off, I can keep them nice and long and still wash my clothes, cook and bake, without any trouble at all.
- My obsession with high-heeled shoes. It doesn't matter that I'm considered tall for a Singaporean girl and that I don't need to wear heels to improve my height or to give the illusion of long legs. Nor does it matter that I've fallen down stairs and gotten a bruise the size of my hand or gotten into countless other embarrassing situations because of my high heels. Nonetheless, I still love buying and wearing high heels and I don't think I'll ever stop. So to all the guys out there who are shorter than me, if you aren't okay with the fact that I'm taller than you, then don't even bother approaching me, coz I'll always be taller than you. (I know... I'm such a bitch yeah.) =p
Honestly, I don't really feel that these things are weird, maybe unique would be a better word. After all, it's just part and parcel of being me.
.lady d.
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