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Ten things i hate about me..

1. My attitude towards books.I dont like reading!I hate books and anything that puts a strain on my mind.Ad rather wait for the movie version of a book than read a whole 500 plus pages.

2. Am too frank. Pretending is not my forte,i tell it as it is, if i dont like you i will not pretend with a fake smile and all...

3. Am good at keeping grudges. As said in an earlier blogpost,i rarely get angry but when i do it finds a permanent residence in my heart. I do not subscribe to the forgive and forget gibberish!

4. Am a joker even in situations that require seriousness! Am always trying to look for the funny side of things which may be annoying in some cases where seriousness is needed.

5. Am a last minuter. Sometime back,i used to be punctual,doing everything on time. Somewhere along the line,i lost track of time and nowadays you can find me struggling to finish tasks minutes before the deadline.

6. Am too critical. I blame this on the editing courses i did in campus that taught me to critically look for faults in everything. I will notice a missing coma in a sentence,and that will be reason enough not to read a story(okay,maybe am usually looking for an excuse to avoid reading as stated in 1).

8. Am a tomboy. Just like all the above,being ladylike aint my strong point! Makeup for me is just extra vocabulary,mascara should be some food like makoroni(sp),handbags are a punishment designed to widen/droop womens shoulders(btw am still asking,wat is it women carry in those huuuge handbags??!ave no idea!mine has vaseline,tissue,notebook and a coat to add a bulge!). I would rather buy a graffit(ed) tshirt at 600 bob than invest in a pair of stilletos!

9. I can eat anything! Maybe this should have been first on the list! I eat anythng as long as its edible. For me eating healthy is a get rich pyramidscheme thru which nutritionists try to rob us in broad daylight!chiswa,chisindu,chips,chifulufulu(am not sure if that last one is food but it sounds edible!) all find their way into my oesophagus or is it mitochondria and into my stomach!

10. The fact that i spend 30 mins to write things i hate about me!!thats being my own worst enemy,dont you think?!

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