Okay. I didn’t really understand the meme stuff and how it’s supposed to work when you’re tagged. Probably that’s the reason why I don’t tag anyone else.
Anyhow, my good friend on the blog-o-sphere, Dimaks, was talking about these secrets stuff and, though, I’m not tagged or anything, I just thought it was cool to share my own secrets which aren’t secrets anymore once I tell it but still I will.
Uh-huh. I’ve also done the not-paying-public-transpo-fare thing (not the best experience, honestly). But perhaps one of the untold secrets I can now confidently share (since it was so long ago) is that I practically burned our Brothers notebook (or was that a laptop) when I was younger. Not that I had any grudge with my ‘rents but it was more a matter of knowing the importance of plugging electrical stuff on a 110 or 220 volt socket (or whatever it’s called). I hope you understand this though. I was going to use the laptop and it had low batteries so I charged it and plugged it on the 220, when it was supposedly for the other (110). Eventually, a soft electrical blow sounded somewhere along the adapter’s fuse and there smelled a faint hint of burnt electrical wire. It didn’t spark though. From then on, ironically, I started to like computers.