Not sure if you knew, but I’m short. I like to claim I’m 5’2″ but every time I say that Michael rolls his eyes as if that I’m lying. Well I’m almost 5’2″ so we can pretend.
It’s tough out there for short people. And on top of that I don’t even care to wear heels. I mean, that would inhibit my dancing so that’s out of the question. Today I have someone else that’s a short stack on the blog: Zia from Bits of Days. She has been all over the world, see even a shorty can get loose. I also just really like that Lil Mama song.
Tell us a little about yourself:
I originally come from Indonesia, but now studying at a university in Germany. I started blogging when I was 15 and have maybe over 10+ blogs scattered all over Blogger, Tumblr, and WordPress. I always love writing because I’m not that talkative so I ‘speak’ up through words and that’s why I love blogging!
What inspires your writing?
Basically everything. Everything that sounds interesting or can be entertaining inspire my writing. My blog is everything-thrown-together-kind-of-blog so I have no specific source of inspirations!
If you could have a super power, what would it be?
Mind reader! No more miscommunication and no more over studying for quizzes, hahaha.
What is your favorite movie and why?
Titanic, hands down! I always cry watching it, I mean, really the door is big enough to keep them both afloat!
What’s the best thing about being a shorty?
I sometimes feel more feminine… Somehow? Like I never have to worry towering over my significant other, because there will be sooo little chance I find someone I like who’s taller than me. Back home I’m average height, but the benefit stays the same.
What’s the worst?
I feel invisible sometimes… And when I’m in a crowd it’s hard to look through people!
What’s the biggest #shortgirlproblem?
When shopping for pants! Back home it wasn’t that hard, but here it’s sometimes hard, because even though they fit sometimes they’re too long!
Tell me a crazy story about being short?
Not sure if it’s crazy but I went to the States for an exchange student program when I was 17. On my first day of school I had to take the school bus, and that time I realized people my age drove to school and I was probably the only 12th grader in the bus. There was this boy (probably 7th/8th grader) offered his snack, saying “Hey little girl, would you like some? It’s good!” in a more than friendly manner. Ugh, no thanks!
Do you have any short girl problems?
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