Six weird things about me

For lack of nothing to do, I have decided to respond to a tag that Rachel made me do. Heck, why not? I've been travelling and been up to my eyeballs in work, been sick like a cow ( hee hee .. now am skinny cow) so might as well kill two birds with one stone ie stop my utter sense of boh-liaoness and update my nearly abandoned blog.

But , just to qualify, I am not weird, just a bit eccentric at times..... ok maybe a bit, but not in a weird, weirdo kind of way or crazy weird.....just a wee bit weird in an obsessive compulsive kind of way which in no way put me in the weird category at all, if you know what I mean....

So here goes :

1) I plan my work wardrobe according to my "lucky color" of the week as stated in my horoscope

No, I am not superstitious and no, wearing my lucky color of the week does not always bring me good luck. In fact I have had downright shitty days when dressed top to toe in my so called lucky color of the week. As I am indecisive deciding on what to wear every day, this "system" (if you may call it that) gives me a "structure" to help me assemble my outfit of the day easier and yes, I do have a lot of clothes/scarfs/accessories/bags/shoes in all colors to cater to most of the colors stated in my star sign unless its topaz or magenta ( I mean what kind of colors are that ?? ) or gold and silver ( I mean, how many gold/silver pants/top/dress/blouse/shoes... you get my drift , can you possibly own and who dares dress in gold from top to toe in broad daylight.to go to work anyway??).. but I manage.
Down side is, if red does not appear for the whole year, then all my red stuff will be pretty much collecting dust in the closet. But hey, I throw caution to the wind sometime and break the rules by not wearing my lucky color some days before venturing into the big bad world. Am i brave or am I brave ?

2) I annoy people when I watch horror films

Well, for one, it will really be a waste of money and time as I will be hiding behind a pillow, my hands, your back, crouched behind the cinema chair for like nearly the whole duration of the movie as I scare easily. I am the type that if a cat suddenly jumps out of the dustbin when the hero/heroine is going down a dark alley, I will like scream out loud and jump 3 feet off my chair and get funny looks from people around me.
I mean who in the good sense of mind wants to have a heart attack each time the evil vampire/psychotic killer/monster/villian jumps onto the screen unannouced and frighten the juice out of you? Not to mention I will annoy the hell out of you by repeatedly asking whilst buried behind my hands, " Is it/he/she gone?" " Is the scene over?" " Still got ah ?" " What happened? Die already ah?"
I had to pee in the middle of the night with the bathroom door wide open for a month after I watch The Exorcist (in case I have to make a mad dash for the safety of my bed and blanket).
Give me good old fashioned comedy anytime.

3) I don't like people touching my face

I imagine all the germs at their fingertips slowly migrating their way and attaching themselves to my eyes, cheeks, chin... ewww , yuck and triple yuck. and then slowly turning into ugly pus and pustules erupting and oozing slimy goo all over me. ~Shudders.~
So, if you think brushing a lock of hair from my face is romantic, it is NOT cos it grosses me out.

4) All my hangers are red and they have to face one way

Otherwise, I get Agitated. And Mad. And Irritated. And Flustered. Ok, I am a wee bit weird.

5) I like squeezing my bread into a tight ball before i eat it

It somehow makes it nicer to eat. More substance and more to chew. Try it. Maybe I will invent a tight chewy ball bread for weird bread people like me. There's one more weird bread person that eats bread like me and that's Rachel.

6) I talk to myself all the time

Even when there are people around me. Is that weird ? or normal weird ?

I will not tag anyone else. Cos I am kind.