Things about me you really don't want to know.

Here are some things that people do not know about me,
(but will do now):

1. I sneeze like a hamster. My usual sneeze usually lasts up to 5 sneezes continuously.

2. I am an angry person when I drive. I scream (in my car) at stupid drivers.

3. I secretly love angry death metal songs. Especially when I'm driving. Then I can headbang all the way to my destination.

4. I don't think its right that women wear white for weddings when you're not a virgin. It is hypocritical inappropriate.

5. I wish that frogs would really turn into Princes once they are kissed. Damn you Disney.

6. I may look like a stubborn person, but I'm actually a pushover very softhearted.

7. I believe that you can believe in all religions and it is not a CARDINAL SIN against God.

8. I don't agree with speaking in tongues.

9. I am apathetic towards politiks. I do not care what your views are towards the price of the petrol and what the Government is doing in view of it)

10. I love vulgarities and obscenities (like DUH!)

11. I can't stand blood. Can't stand car crashes. I will die feel ill.

12. I do not believe in equality among men and women. Women should know that their places are in the kitchen!

13. I LOVE smell of petrol. It's just addictive.

14. I am afraid of cockroaches, yet afraid to kill them in fear of karma and me being reincarnated as a roach.

15. I curse so smoothly that people think I'm talking normally.

16. I dabble believe in black magic.

17. I love banana cake.

18. I hate the coffee smell, or anything to do with coffee.

19. I love the red octopus they serve at the Sushi bar, but I hate raw fish.

20. I talk to God sometimes to complain about you everyone.

21. I'm terrible at side parking.

22. I believe that voodoo dolls really work.

23. Shooting stars are bollocks unrealistic.

24. I can blow saliva bubbles. (yes disgusting I know)

25. I can't take alcohol rum. It makes me hyper and I have no recollection of my night after rum. Oh, and it makes me throw up too.

26. I sleep naked. Clothes are just cumbersome.

27. I like annoying small spiders.

28. I wish I were a cat. Then I can sleep all day, play with yarn, and lick myself.

29. I have violent tendencies.

30. When I cry, my eyes swell ridiculously. It's really ugly.

31. I used to be able to burp the ABCs. I've retired from it now, seeing as how age has caught up with me.

32. I wish I had more ass bum-flesh.

33. I have a single eyelid eye and a double eye lid eye. (wtf??)

34. I'm an amazing kisser! Victims may beg to differ.

35. I am inbuilt without the fear gene when it comes to fashion.

36. I may smile to you when you criticise/scold me, but after you are out of my sight, I will quickly take out my voodoo doll and poke you.

37. I am, as what J.Love.Hewitt aka Melissa Gordan in Ghost Whisperer says, a sensitive.

38. I'm good great at taking the mickey out of a person.

39. I love orange jelly.

40. I prefer mandarin oranges than normal oranges.

41. I prefer yellow gold to white gold.

42. I like digging my nose and flicking my booger when no one is watching.

43. I like pulling out my wedgies from my ass when no one is watching too.

44. And also fart. God, I love farting.

45. Sometimes, I poop twice a day.

46. My dream job is to be a mattress tester.

47. I do not wish to become a lawyer.

48. I do not comb my hair unless necessary. And necessary means - during a hair cut, or a function.

49. I hate armpit hairy guys.

50. I think guys with bellys are sexy.

51. I have an imaginary friend called Vikram.

52. I prefer gorging eating noodles to rice.

53. I have a guilty conscience. I do not steal. I give up seats to the elderly. I do not abandon people.

54. I sound better in real life than recorded. I think I sound like a cartoon.

55. I can't fucking play F major or Bflat on a guitar.

56. I want to learn the sign language.

57. I wish that Disney would stop making movies that makes us believe in happily ever after.

58. I think Donald Trump should give donate some money to me. You have way too much money.

59. I hope and pray that Primark opens a branch here in Malaysia.

60. Oh, did I tell you, I love procrastinating?

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This brought a tear to my eye

At a fundraising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one student extolled the dedicated staff, then said: "I believe that when a child like Shay comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself."

Then he told this story: Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball.

"Do you think they'll let me play?" Shay asked.

Shay's father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but he also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much needed sense of belonging. Shay's father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and, getting none, he took matters into his own hands and said, "We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning I guess he can be on our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth."

In the bottom of the eighth, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. At the top of the ninth, Shay put on a glove and played in the outfield.

Even though no hits came his way, he was grinning from ear to ear, clearly ecstatic just to be in the game. In the bottom of the ninth, Shay's team scored again. With two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base.

Shay was next up, and surprisingly, he was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball. But as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher moved a few steps closer and lobbed the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

Shay swung clumsily at that first pitch and missed. Again, the pitcher took a few steps forward to toss the ball in softly. As it came in, Shay swung and hit a low ground ball right back to the pitcher.

The pitcher could have easily got Shay out at first base, and it would have been the end of the game. Instead, he threw the ball on a high arc to right field, far beyond the reach of the first baseman. Everyone started yelling: "Shay, run to first! Run to first!" Shay scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

The right fielder, who could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, intentionally threw it high over the third-baseman's head.

The crowd urged Shay: "Run to second, run to second!"

Meanwhile the runners ahead of Shay pounded home.

The opposing shortstop turned Shay in the direction of third base. Once he touched the base, members of both teams cheered him home.

Shay stepped triumphantly on the plate, and was hailed as the hero who hit the "grand slam" and won the game for his team.

"That day," said the father softly with tears rolling down his face, "the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world."

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