I was, and am still a really fussy kid to bring up. I do pity my parents at times.
To start with, I have this great disdain towards baby corn and green peas in my food. YIKE. But I take sweet corn, as well as green peas in snack form (the Tong Garden type, better known as ‘cheapo beans’ by my fondly missed ex-colleagues). I detest brinjals/eggplants. I don’t drink milk (EEWWW!) so I mainly derive my calcium from Milo, if there’s any to begin with.
I don’t quite enjoy watching horror films, but on the other hand enjoy the whole thrill of it, you know, bury your face in your hands and peek through the gaps in your fingers.
Cockroaches are gross, cockroaches that fly are grosteque, and lizards should be extinct. Beetles and bugs should be fined for their existence too.
I really really do not have a tinge of affection nor love for pets. No dogs, no cats, no hamsters. No rabbits, even the fishes at home are driving me nuts. The only lil’ pet that garnered the reserved bit of my attention is dear Pebble, the much loved pup of Min Poh. Why should I even explain.
So I am telling Ivy Teo officially, keep the stupid hamsters away from me. They are horrible animals who chew their siblings or children’s heads off.
I don’t like confined space and narrow passageways.
Am not a fan of pink and girly stuffs. Excess dosage of pink gives me giddy spells and girly stuffs make my hair stands at times.
On that note, I don’t quite like roses too. They kind of stink and attract flies.
I hate hate hate drinking Chuan Bei Pi Pa Gao and swallowing pills. Hence, I don’t like getting sick. I merely appreciate that extra day off.
I don’t like driving and while I am at this, the driving instructor too. I prefer being chauffered around by the bus driver (now that I don’t have money for cabbng)
I hate that I am constantly self-conscious even though I sometimes don’t give a hoot about others’ opinions.
I hate that I tend to contradict myself. Whatever, I just feel like whining today.
