contrary to my very positive "can do" attitude... there are some things that i simply cannot do. like for instance...
i can't eat alone.
- you will never find me in a restaurant eating alone. the best would be at a coffee shop, but i'll tell you i would be jittery the whole time. it doesn't seem natural to me. i feel weird. i can't do it.
- if i am eating with someone and that someone leaves for a while (to quickly go to the washroom or wherever, it doesn't really matter) i stop eating.
- if i'm at home and no one is there to eat with me, i would just bring lots of snacks to my room instead and eat whatever. same when i'm alone in the clinic. i do not eat properly if bon is not around. i would pick on some chips, grab a bite of small things, but i will not sit down for a proper meal.
i can eat in the car though. drive thru food, but still, it's not real food. (it is wrong to eat while driving though --- tsk tsk!)
i can't watch a movie alone. i can watch a movie by myself on the television (as a matter of fact, i can laze around all day just watching movies), but i can never watch in a theater by myself, no way! i think that is absolutely weird. i have not tried it ever and i have no intentions of trying it at all. i'd rather wait for it on DVD than to sit in the cold cinema by myself... i actually want to applaud those who can --- cus that is real courage!
i can't walk on drains/manhole covers/wooden bridges/thin bridges made of metal/anything see-through. if it seems unstable, you can never make me walk through it. no way! i am not afraid of heights, it's a different thing. is there such a thing as the fear of anything unstable? cus i am not afraid of falling either... maybe i have trust issues (wahahahaha!)
in robinsons galeria, there is a part where the floor is made out of see-through glass --- i can't walk on those. bon and my sisters take advantage of this fact to torment me. when we were going to zambales one time and we had to cross a very unstable wooden bridge, i think i did not breathe the entire time (and bon purposely stopped the car in the middle for like 10 seconds) i could have died. then in paris a few years back, pot (my evil sister) pushed me toward the floor made out of grills. this is not just a portion of unstable ground its was probably as huge as football field (wait, thats an exaggeration --- maybe as big as a common gas station, that big). if im not mistaken that was at place de la concorde.
i can't eat seafood. this one is not because i do not want to, but because i am allergic. i cannot eat all kinds of seafood except for fish and, no, i do not feel sorry for myself because all i have are bad memories. so i do not even know how shrimps or crabs taste like.
when i was younger, i would only get rashes all over my body and my lips will swell. but now, my lungs shut down entirely so in my case, seafood is literally "to die for". sometimes i don't even need to eat it... if im inside a place without proper ventilation and they happen to be cooking seafood, i could die! (now you know how to kill me).
anyway, there are more things that i can't do. like i can't change a tire, i can't fly a plane and i can't bring people back to life, but they don't count --- okay, so don't try to be funny!