Of Flattery, Self-Love, and Curiosity
Yesterday, during the White Day Cebu 2013 introduction, we were told to say three things about us—two of which are true and on is a lie. The rest of the group will have to guess which of the three is the lie. Some sort of a getting-to-know activity. So I went ahead and told you these:
- I am twenty years old.
- I am a cosplayer.
- I am allergic to alcoholic beverages.
The most unified answer I got was that I lied about being allergic to alcoholic beverages, but I really am allergic to alcoholic beverages. They induce asthma and make my skin turn red, sexy red (lol). I am also a cosplayer. So the leaves me being twenty as the lie I told. Actually, I heard a few people who “guessed” it right, but I am guessing they were Sunshine and the others who asked my age before the activity started.
And even during and after the activity, I kept getting comments that I look younger than my actual age when I told them how old I am. You, guys, flattered me and fueled me with much narcissism. HAHAHA! But, really, I am curios as to how old you really thought I was. Can you please tell that? How old do you think I was or am (for those who I was not able to tell me real age)?