I've Been Tagged! I'm It!

Here are the rules for “8 facts”:
• In the 8 facts about [name], you share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. At the end, you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going. Each blogger must post these rules first.• Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.• At the end of the post, a blogger needs to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.• Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.

Here we go:

Fact #1. I am undersensitive to smell - so I sniff food before I bring it to my mouth..I sniff tables..I sniff rocks..I sniff hairbrush..I sniff my cellphone..I sniff friends..I sniff guys before I kiss them (haha)..anything my eyes can see and hands can touch. Sniff..Sniff..Sniff..

Fact #2. I don't watch horror films. They scare me at night. And it usually lasts for a couple of days.

Fact #3. Chocolates (and other form of sweets) give me unusual low activity level. I just sit down and stare in space.

Fact #4. I had a sudden 5-minute crush on Ricardo Mira when he sang "Beautiful Girl" during our acquaintance party (Grade 5). I swore he was actually looking at my direction when he was singing. My heart was singing too. Then I realized Rochelle Noynay was standing at my back. My first heartache:)

Fact #5. Speaking of Rochelle Noynay - she used to drop by in our house then we go to school together. But when my brother said that I looked uglier when she's around, I started to get rid of her (haha). All throughout high school years I did believe that I was ugly. Thanks, bro.!

Fact #6. I don't like the feel of the clothes being ironed. It gives me discomfort. So when I go to laundry services, it's usually wash and fold. Mao gukdon gyud ko pirmi og plantsa whenever I go to work.

Fact #7. I don't have cognitive map. I can't remember places except if I have been in them for thousand times. So to save time in meeting me, go to where I am standing and fetch me..please.

Fact #8. I haven't tasted coffee. When I was younger, my father used to let me make coffee for him. I have never liked the smell. So I never go to Bo's..to Starbucks..to Brown Cup..

So...paano yan? I have no eight people in mind to tag. Did I break the chain?haha..

"For when you love them...you love ME."

She falls off from her chair again for no particular reason and lies on the floor waiting for someone to pick her up. The cookie and juice spill on the floor. Did I just mop the floor a hundred times? He throws everything his hand can hold (including his classmates) when he heard the music being played. Oh, God - when will he get used to it? May be tomorrow? I debate whether to calm him first (before he bangs his head or injures the girl who falls on the floor again) or run to the sink (while dragging with me the other child to prevent him from biting anyone today) hoping that I could stop him from eating the soap that he was about to bring to his mouth. Not for the first time, but I am always tempted to ask myself if I am clearly fit to be in charge of them. May be I could ponder on this when I get home to sleep. Right now I still have to get to that child in the corner who has been staring at the cut out star that I used during my discussion on shapes. He has been delighted about it. He could stare and marvel about it for the entire class time (2 hrs.). He has been fascinated about it everyday for two months now. It has been worn out from the constant holding, but he never touched the new star I made. I have to tell him it is time to go home. My spirit would soar high if ever I get a glance while they bid their goodbyes. With still bodies they take turns in receiving my hug, seven seconds the most. They went off leaving me with a fulfilled heart. Yes, I often wonder if I ever existed to them- but I know deep in my heart that they will always remember how I made them feel.