I’m a quiet extrovert.

At least that’s what I think I am.

I am most definitely not an introvert. That’s for sure.

I have days where I am just bursting with life and energy. I can talk until your ears drop off and I am still going on and on about anything and everything. I can be just like a hyperactive kid, woo-ing and aah-ing about everything. I will be super friendly to strangers and stuff.

Then, there are days when I am quiet. I observe. But I have to be around people. I observe people when they work, watch tv and stuff. They can talk and as long as it does not involve me participating, cool! But I will join in as and when I feel like. You can just catch a glimpse of the noisy me.

Random(:

OH YAH! I am a pessimistic optimist too! Go figure! (:

OHOH! And a sociable anti-social (I think I have a draft about it somewhere!).

Geek Talk I can stand. And those that I can’t.

I wrote this 5 days ago –

I boarded 179A this afternoon and the first thing I heard was 2 guys talking earnestly about their game. I don’t know what game it is but it’s one of those MMORPG game. They were talking about how to look for this and this weapons and then started boasting how many “monsters” they can kill. They got really loud!

Then on the train home, ANOTHER 2 guys are there talking about the same thing! YAWNS!

This kind of geek talk, I CANNOT ACCEPT!

Now, on the other hand, let’s turn to the kind of geek talk I don’t mind. Constructive geek talk.

For example, Darran and Willy was talking about Windows 7 when I reached on Thursday. That I can accept!

I mean I might act bored and uninterested but actually I’m listening in! I mean, at least this kind of geek talk adds to my knowledge! Even if I don’t understand some parts, I’ll still get the gist of it! And if I don’t, I’m sure somewhere down the road, I WILL! Or I can mull over it and google it!

This kind of “thought-provoking” geek talk I can take. As long as it doesn’t get too technical, you don’t have to halt the discussion immediately.

So yeah.

Updated:

Met up with Michael,  Willy and Shuyun for dinner today. It was an interesting combination. The talk was a little too tech for me. But it was nice. I actually get to sit and listen. While trying to make sense of stuff.

And then later on, when Willy and Michael was talking about router this router that. Their excitement is infectious. I forgot when I got so excited about something. That I am like them. Probably back in secondary school?

I have been having this feeling for a few days now. Like I am not really using my brains. Even when I am studying or thinking about FYP. It’s like I am just using 20% of my brains. I know things but I dont process them. Sigh.

But! YES! I am going to find that passion about things that I’ve lost. I will try to get myself to fully utilise my brain again (:

The Sociable Anti-Social.

So if you are on my MSN list, that is not a phrase that you are not familiar with.

I realised that the best way to describe me or characterise me is by putting contrasting words together. Like sociable and anti-social, pessimistic and optimistic. Yups.

But let’s explore the combination of sociable anti-social.

You can’t describe me as anti-social because I am not. On the other hand, you can’t say that I am sociable or friendly! Because if you were to ask around, there will be people who will laugh in your face and say I am downright scary *roars*

In general, I take a very long time to warm up to people. Most people. Sometimes, I just don’t feel like socialising or talking. It’s not you, it’s me. So, that’s the anti-social part.

But there are days, I am so sociable and in your face and bright and friendly and noisy, you will be begging for me to shut up. Even if I don’t know you, you will be wishing that I shut up.

Yups.

the fussy eater(:

Besides having a smaller appetite than normal, I am also a really fussy eater. It’s relatively easier for you to ask me what I eat than the other way round. Heh.

My mother likes to joke that it was a miracle that she can 把我养到这样大. In other words, it’s a miracle that I can grow until so big/old/this age.

Anyways, my fussy eating habit is probably worsen because my mum actually adapts to it. She will cook dishes for the family and then cook some other dishes for me ;p Spoilt!

The first memory of me being a fussy eater is from waaaayy back? I think I was 4 and I refused to eat dinner because there was steamed fish. My mum got my grandpa (since I adore my grandparents) to chase after me with a ketchup coated fish. Hahaha. I still remember that I end up crying and swallowing.

And I also remember my reason for not wanting to eat fish! ” I don’t want! It’s so cruel! The fish was taken away from the family and killed! NO!” Hahahaha. I think after I repeated it five or six times, my parents accepted it. I still stand by that reason btw.

Just that I am not as strict now. I eat fish if it’s in the form of burger or fish “n” chips. Hahaha.

Yah. Just pure randomness.