9 Unattractive Things About Me
Yep, you read that right. Where in most cases, we’re bound to craft the most perfect resumes, impressions and facades; here I go publishing in my blog the complete opposite.
You might think that I’m writing this because I woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Well, I’m sorry to make you confused even more. I woke up totally fine.
I’m writing this because I find it worth writing; and because I find myself odd and unattractive in all these nine things. But they’re a part of me. Unfortunately.
So let’s start with…
1. I’m not amused by amusement parks.
I’m really not. I wish I am, but I’m not a fan of heights. And combine that to an unnatural motion of what have you, I’m out.
As bad as? I don’t like flying fiesta. Get the point?
2. I don’t play games.
Borrow my phone and check if I have Flappy Bird—or if I ever did Flappy Bird, or better yet, if I ever did Candy Crush or Temple Run. I didn’t. At all. I’m sorry.
I’m re-checking it now and all I have is Heads Up. The iPhone app for charades game that’s ready for use when I have my parties with friends. The last time I ever had a game in my gadget was back in 2010 when I still had an iPod touch. But that was just Doodle Jump and Tap Tap Revenge.
Going back to status quo, I really don’t play much games.
As bad as? Like I said, I never even bothered trying.
3. I’m not a movie person.
I don’t know. There’s something about being a movie person that seems attractive to me. But I’m not anything like that at all. I don’t aim to complete a movie list or I just watch some few blockbusters.
Sometimes my officemate would talk about a certain celebrity and they’d go like “Yung sa <Insert Movie Title Here>.” And then I’d respond with, “Okay hindi ko yan napanood.” “ARE YOU KIDDING?!??!”
As bad as? I haven’t watched (and I still choose to keep them unwatched) Lord of the Rings, Star Wars and Shrek.
4. I may not be cultured enough to enjoy museums, galleries, monumental parks and watching plays.
So when I first got an invite to check out the Mind Museum, I really had to ask, “So does it have a lot of interactive stuff?” Lol. Science centrum lang ang peg. It’s not enough that I just see, I must be able to able to touch.
Although, I can give a shot and try appreciating, like how I did to Pinto Art Gallery. But it still is not my thing.
As bad as? I never watched any Indie film or had interest in watching any play. But good thing I forced myself to check out Wicked. But up to now, yeah, I still haven’t watched Wicked. And most of my galleries were because I was required to check them out.
5. I’m not feminine enough to like yoga.
I’m trying to appreciate it but I just can’t. The meditational sounds are just too slow for my fast-paced beat. I’m imagining it. The yoga teacher will go like “Medidate and find your inner center. Think of nothing.” And then I’d go like “I’m thinking of nothing nothing nothing nothing. Nothing. Okay, what’s next.”
Plus when I heard that eventually, they’d encourage you to do a certain type of diet so you’d be able to do all these inverted stunts, it totally lost me. No one touches my diet!
As bad as? “Sorry, I’m not even gonna try.”
6. I can’t count calories. I tried but it’s just too much math. I’d rather do trigo.
I love eating. In the office, there are three distinct Nuffies that are known to eat loads and have loads of baon: me, Trixie and Abby. “Kaing karpintero.” We totally own these two beautiful words stuck forever together.
And really, I loveeee carbs! And I feel very blessed that my body is cooperating and it is not killing my buzz.
As bad as? I ate the rehearsal food before rehearsals, ate another serving after rehearsals, and then even dared to ask Mico his share. “Hindi ka ba napapakain? Bakit parati kang gutom?” He gave it anyway. And I ate it anyway.
7. I tend to post a lot of things online.
Now this one is really unattractive. But I’ve been badly diagnosed of this many years ago and I think I’m doing better at it. But there are still some instances when I am still all public and out there? Like now? Like why am I even writing this publicly???
But really. My coping mechanism before was to stop posting and being involved online. So I’d cut my Facebook, my Twitter and my Instagram. So my friends would go like “Where the hell are you??” So in the end, what happens is I’m there or I’m not at all.
Although let’s go back to I think I’m getting better at it.
As bad as? Well to be fair, I never posted my class schedules online.
8. I am very talkative.
Seriously, have you met me?
As bad as? If I start talking in the car, I won’t let you sleep with my endless stories. I’m so well at it, I should be seated next to all the overnight bus drivers in the world.
9. I’m not very much into traveling.
Maybe I should set parameters into this statement. But anyawy, I wrote about this in a separate blog post, which you may read.
As bad as? Canada over New York and Paris? (I mean, no offense to Canada. Oh shucks I might get flamed. Read blog post to get why I said this.)
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All these things I don’t like about me. But they’re a part of me.
I’m not proud of it. But I guess instead of spending Friday night listing the things that are attractive about me—which is totally off, douchey and too narcissistic, I decided to do the clear opposite.
There. Nine solid reasons, all out.
xx