Top 10 Things About Me That I Find Weird

In attempt to satisfy the little narcissistic man inside me, I decided to create a Top 10 list of all the things about me that I find weird. The topic will range from a whole bunch of things about me that I may or may not be particularly proud of. Please, please please please, if you can relate leave a comment so I don't feel like a total weirdo!

Or, if you can't relate, at least share the list with your friends so I have a better chance of finding my weird-twin, haha.

So, without further adieu, here's my list. I hope you guys enjoy while I cringe with every letter I type.

1. Whenever a Luck and Chance game is on TV, I have the WEIRDEST rituals.
This especially goes for the Wheel of Fortune, or the Price or Right. Or even worse - Deal or No Deal. Oh gad. Do you guys remember that show from a few years ago (the one where they have to open a bunch of suitcases? Those contestants have the WORST luck, and every time they miss out on the one million dollars my knees start to buckle).

Every time the wheel spins, or a suitcase is about to open, or whatever, I usually do something that I think will help the person win. Like, say, make sure every time a wheel spins my feet aren't touching the ground. Or, when a suitcase is about to open, I make sure to breathe in three times and clap my hands. Or close my eyes and my ears and count to ten.

I don't know why I do this! For some reason I have always been like that. It's even worse when I'm the contestant. I'll be praying to God when the day comes I'm on TV spinning the Wheel of Fortune.

2. I absolutely hate celery
I can eat brussel sprouts, bitter melon, broccoli, and whatever disgusting vegetable that people usually hate. But celery? YUCK.

The first and last time I've ever had celery was in 5th grade when my teacher was showing us how to make "Ants on a Log" - peanut butter on a celery stick sprinkled with raisins. Not only is the name of the food slightly unappetizing, but biting into the creation felt like I just ate a muddy boot dipped in foot juice. I spit it out and never dared to put any celery-like food in my mouth again.

3. I have the "Girliest" Handwriting.
By girliest, I mean neat. All through middle school and some years of high school I was always teased by other boys saying I had "girly" handwriting, which translated to "neat" handwriting. I was never offended by this - at least not after I knew what they were trying to say - because I took pride in how neat and clean my work looked. I couldn't stand seeing my classmates' papers, and how their writing was completely indecipherable and looked more like chicken scratch than anything.

4. My pee goes in two and three directions.
Yup. Things just got personal.

Whenever I need to take a leak, for some reason my pee doesn't flow in a straight line. Rather, it's like a person opening a bottle of carbonated coke after they shook it. My parents would ALWAYS complain to me saying "Oh my god, Jay! Don't you know how to aim? There's pee all over the toilet seat!" I would tell them the deed is impossible, but they didn't understand.

Now in the morning I sit down like a girl (sadness...I know), and in public places I use the urinal instead of the toilets. And YES, I'm that guy who breaks all social bathroom norms and takes the middle urinal. I find pleasure in watching other guys squirm in awkwardness as they try to hide their pee-pees. Stop worrying - I'm not looking!

4. My ass is huge
Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but my butt is abnormally large in comparison to other 19-year-old guys. When I look in the mirror, my butt is sticking out with all it's junky glory. It's not that I'm fat, either, but EVERYONE in my family is like that. Even the skinniest siblings in my family have some badonkadonk going on.

However, after doing research I found that some girls like a guy who has a finely shaped ass. Either that, or rapists. Whatever. I'm still loved by someone either way :3

5. I have a lazy eye
Or, in other words, one eye is bigger than the other. I don't know who in heaven decided that my body should be disproportional, but whoever it is, I want a refund for one proper eye, please!

It's honestly not that noticeable unless you take off my glasses and look straight at me. But when you notice it, that's ALL you'll ever see when you look at my face. Perhaps it's because I'm Asian and, for some reason, the slanted-eyes gene decided to be half-ass and not finish with my whole face.

Screw you, genetics!

6. My hair is thick like horse's hair, and grows like it's on steroids

Every time I go to the barber, they always, always complain that after they cut my hair they have to replace their scissors xD. My hair is extremely thick. You can take just one strand of my hair and use it as a bookmark. In addition, it grows so freaking fast I can't even deal with it sometimes. My hair manages to grow long enough to cover my eyes every 3 to 4 months!

Maybe I should starting donate it. I bet I would have made at least a hundred or two decent black-colored wigs by now.

7. I can never maintain eye contact with a person I just met for more than 3 seconds
And I'm not even exaggerating, either. For some reason, I find staring into someone's eyes so unnerving, like I'm trying to see into their soul. Meeting someone is so hard for me because their first impression is "Oh god, this guy doesn't like me" or "This guy is stuck up!" or "This guy is too weird."

No, dear person, I do like you, I'm not stuck up, and...well..I am weird but that's besides the point! I just can't make eye contact with people and I don't know why. I even try to force it sometimes, but my body's reaction is always to look away. =/

8. I think the Sun is a Hot Ball of Crap
I don't like the sun. I don't like heat. I don't like fire.

I hate sweating and feeling hot. Every time I do, I get so agitated I literally snap at anyone who approaches me. I prefer the winter because it's dark and comfortable. But summer? Oh god. You'll find turtling under the air conditioner until September.

9. I have a very dark sense of humor
That's what my friends tell me. They say my humor is kind of dark and crude, but at the same time not insulting and kind of awkward. I have NO idea what they mean since I NEVER mean to be intentionally hilarious. I can't even think of an example because it's just not something I observe about myself.

Ask my friends, I guess. They know what I'm talking about.

10. I have 4 Operating Calendars in my Bedroom
I like to think of myself as a complete perfectionist when it comes to organizing things. I like to know exactly what I need to do for a day. I can't ever have a day where I'm just not doing anything - it drives me absolutely nuts!

The calendars in my bedroom are all for different things. One calendar is a general calendar of the whole year so if I, dare I say it, forget the date I could always check it. The second calendar is my exercise calendar so I don't ever forget what workout I'm suppose to do. The third calendar is my college calendar so I can keep track of any essays and whatnot. And the last calendar is my Blog calendar so I can always remind myself to blog every day. So far, it has worked!

I hope you enjoyed the list!
It took me a good hour and a half to think of all the possible things that are weird about me. I hope you guys enjoyed the list and share it with your friends! And remember, if you can relate, please make sure you mention it. Especially the pee thing - it hurts my self-esteem a little.

Forever Weirding,

Jay

Eat your Fried Rice.

Goodness...why is it so dark?

I understand that it is winter and all, and it's suppose to be dark, but it's already 7AM and the sky is BLACK? Only a week ago the sun would have been half way over the horizon. What is this madness?

In addition, the wind outside is blowing so hard, it's starting to sound like a giant is trying to slam itself into the west side walls of my house. I was cooking eggs and because the ventilation in my house sucks, I had to open the window to let the smell out. Just as I opened the window, a huge gust of wind blew through the crack, sending my spice rack, curtain and some dishes flying toward the living room. Dishes were broken, spices (and expensive ones, mind you) were all over the floor, and the curtain broke off its hinges and added to the mess.

*sigh* It's one of those mornings, you know?

Not to mention I only had like 5-6 hours of sleep last night. Now, I know, a lot of you insomniacs are saying "Jay! I get like 3 hours of sleep a night! Why are you complaining?"

Cuz I can! >:/ I typically get at least 8-9 hours of sleep a night and I'm not used to waking up so early. But for some reason, the wind wouldn't shut the hell up and I don't exactly have ear plugs lying around anywhere. ;_;

Oh well. Let's hope this day plays out to not be a pain.

Jay

Eat your pancakes.

A little Irritated

So it's raining outside, and for some reason the mixture of coldness and wetness is irritating me to no end. While for a lot of people this isn't exactly unusual, it is for me.

Why?

Because I love the rain! I love everything about it - how it's dark and gloomy, and grey. It's not that I'm a depressed, emo guy but it's just something about the darkness that I find so relaxing and soothing. Sometimes, when I can't fall asleep, I turn on my laptop and listen to a continuous looping Youtube video if thunder and rain.

This video, specifically:

Although, since I'm in Washington, most of the time I can just open my window and enjoy the natural music of nature.

But today...there's just something about the weather outside that is making me mad. What could be, I wonder? I feel so disturbed, and the hairs on my skin are standing on end.

Oh well. I guess that's the whole teenage mood swing puberty thing.

Jay

Eat your Kimchi.

Connecticut Shootings...I can't even imagine

I am one of those kids would often have day dreams (or daymares?) about a guy in a ski mask coming to my high school. I would imagine what I would do if he were to suddenly barge into my math class, and what my chances are of surviving. Since I sit in the front, and close to the door, I would probably be one of the first dead, so I tried not to get too freaked out about. But every time someone opened the door, I would jump and get ready my "Hide behind steel trashcan stance", which of course, was not of any use and only made people think I was weird.

Nevertheless, when I heard about the Connecticut shootings, my day dreams about contemplating an gun attack on my high school flashed in my head. I just cannot imagine what these people went through, not to mention they were CHILDREN!  Children for goodness sakes. I hope none of them become too emotionally scarred that they can't recover from this horrific event.

Being the way that I am, I know I wouldn't be able to recover. I'm a naturally paranoid person and if someone horrifying as this happened to me or at my school I wouldn't even dare stepping foot in another education institution, at least without a bullet-proof vest on.

What really kills me about this whole thing is Why. Why would a person do this? What would allow a person to sink so low that they would resort to shooting innocent young children who didn't do anything at all to make his life as crappy as it is? 20 children dead...the numbers are just unthinkable. I can't believe a human with a brain could be capable of doing something like this.

For those that were affected by the Connecticut shooting, I do want to give you my deepest and most sincerest condolences. I could not imagine what you have to go through, and for the sake of me I wouldn't dare to. But I know that it hurts, and I know that you're suffering. I pray that one day you will find peace.

Jay

Please don't forget to eat, no matter how much it hurts to. Your loved ones wouldn't want you to go hungry.

A Random Beginning? Eh?

Let me start by saying that I have absolutely no idea how to start this blog. I'm not a creative person. I suck at drawing and I suck at making stories, and I hate writing essays and having to think of a hook.

So, screw it! I'm just going to start writing.

I'm creating this blog because I'm bored as hell in my house and I heard that blogging can be quite fun. I'm not sure if anyone will read this blog, or if anyone will care about me and my life (which is quite interesting in my opinion), but if you are reading this, I thank you for being the one more viewer!

To start a little bit about myself, I guess? I'm 19 years old, male, going to a local community college. I'm chasing after a RN certificate so that I can get my butt in gear and start working. School has never been too difficult for me, and I think I would be really good at a university. But, because I'm such an underachiever, I'm going to work first and get money before I decide on any university.

Will universities accept a 24 year old who wants to be a Doctor?

I honestly don't want to be a nurse. I'm just doing this because it's a job that fits me (I'm quite the caregiver if I do say so myself), it's a relatively cheap program to pursue, and it's in the hospital, which I like. So hey, why not, right?

Well I'm gonna take a break. More about me later on. I know this kind of writing format seems a bit crude, but my goal is to have this blog be a stressless hobby. That means very little editing with my grammar, and having no regrets about all the embarrassing things I say! YESH.

Have fun

Eat your noodles.