Well, sooner or later. This is a little thing I've been meaning to do, and I've finally going to do it. That's right, interview myself under the SMH column "Your Time Starts Now". Whatever that's supposed to mean. God, when are they going to interview normal people besides actors and writers like they always do. Geez. The rest of us do lead interesting lives and do have things to say you know. But no, the bourgeosie Sydney morning herald has to have it their way, what with their high brow snobbery and lah-dee-dahness. Fine. And that's when I decided to interview myself. Alright. First question.
My earliest memory is... sleeping on a fold out bed in preschool, and waking up to find we were going to be fed fruit salad for afternoon tea.
At school I... had a crush on a different guy every year. Never mind that, I was a quiet achiever, but never any good at maths.
My first relationship was... in uni, with a sweet romantic guy, who loved me dearly and passionately, but I was too immature to love him back.
My father always told me... "How many times do I have to tell you..."
I wish I had... been more honest in my relationships.
At home I cook... when there's absolutely nothing left over that can be microwaved.
My last meal would be... a buffet dinner.
My favourite gadget is... my ipod shuffle.
I'm very bad at... being assertive.
When I was a child I wanted to... make love with a boy.
It's not fashionable now, but I love... embroidery on everything.
Friends say I am... a bit distanced. Probably boring too.
One day I'll... tell them all to get stuffed.
If only I could... speak Chinese and Spanish... it's pathetic I can't. I was never taught properly.
I'm always being asked... if I have asthma. (I breathe with my mouth open, I find it more comfortable.)
My favourite work of art is... surrealist.
I often wonder... when is Lui going to buy me flowers.