In my 25 years of existence, there are things about myself that I cannot explain. These are stuff that though I know myself very well, I find it hard to define and justify. Below are some that I recall and sure I know, there are still more:
* I find the pleasure in feasting on lots of food, but I hate gaining weight.
* I'm at my happiest during paydays, but I wish I was earning by resting.
* I enjoy sleeping, rest & relaxation, but not the fact that much of my time was spent.
* I love working out but I almost curse my gym trainer.
* I like going to the beach, but I dislike getting tan.
* I enjoy a cold breeze, but not when the temperature extremely drops.
* I am an introvert person at home, but extrovert once outside.
* I love dressing up, but I am a homebody in nature.
* Fashion is my passion, but I don't like spending much for it.
* I like hearing stories and gossips, but I hate it when I am the subject.
* My life is very private, but I share my thoughts and feelings publicly through Twitter.
* I love travelling and going to places I've never been to, but not when I get lost.
* I'm not a fan of taking risks, but I was a "sure ball" risk-taker.
* I have been wanting to save money, but I want to shop, too.
Funny or weird I may seem, it could be nature versus nurture, but I'm proud of what I was, am and will become.
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