D'oh! Tagged. (I'm soooo gonna getcha, Jean-Francois!)

So, this is my first blog post that is NOT another Q&R answer. Jean Francois tagged me.

THE RULES:

1. Link to the person’s blog who tagged you.

2. Post these rules on your blog.

3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself.

4. Tag seven random [?] people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.

5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog.

So here we go, seven weird random things about me:

1. My dad and mom's names are Ivica and Marica, aka. Hansel and Gretel.

2. I'm terrified of cats.

3. I cannot eat from a plate if someone has taken the food from it. The same goes for someone else's plate and sharing one. The only ones I can share my plate with are my boyfriend and my nieces, who always seem to want to eat off my plate. I guess they're here to teach me...

4. I'm extremely ticklish. This makes all of my friends "attack" me from time to time, and sometimes I feel I'm going to choke from the reaction. I first react in a laughing scream, but later I just stop breathing. The only times I'm not ticklish is when I'm very relaxed, and of course, after sexy-time.  ;))))
Also very weird, the only place I'm not ticklish are my feet.

5. My bed has a specific scent that makes everyone asleep. When I was younger, my brother would always jump into my bed while I was in bathroom, just so he would get sleepy. He would always say: "But mine doesn't smell so nice. Just give my 2 minutes.". Whenever I change the sheets, it takes me a little longer to fall asleep.

6. My ears are not the same. One of them looks like a Vulcan-wannabe. It has a little more skin on the top. The only person i saw with the same ears is my former English Literature professor. I would have reveiled him my observation if my colleagues didn't stop me.

7. A year ago, I woke up completely hungovered from a boozy night. I got up early to paint my garage doors, because I promised my dad I would. I painted them and enjoyed a day with him while he was fixing something in the garage. He had his blue working jumpsuit on. When I finished, I went straight to bed from tiredness. On my way up to the room, I looked at my dad's green hat laying on the closet.
When I laid down, my whole body relaxed immediately, and I couldn't (nor wanted) to move. Soon I felt I was in between sleep and awakeness, only I couldn't fall completely asleep because there was a strong sound of someone hitting hard with a hammer or something. Since I was sleeping in a room upstairs at the end of our house, which is on the corner of two streets, I couldn't determin where was the sound coming from.
The second I asked myself that, I lifted up, went through the wall, and look from above onto my father, who was in the backyard, chopping wood - and making that sound that kept me awake. I saw him wearing a green hat that he didn't have when I last saw him 10 minutes ago. The air I was in was no air at all. It was thick and I had no need to breathe. I almost laughed.
When I realised this isn't possible, the very realisation returned me to my body. I "woke up", felt my body again, still too tired to move, and uncertain of what just happened. I got up to see was it really dad, opened the window to my backyard, and saw him chopping wood, wearing that green hat.
I just went "Woooow." Still I don't know was it a dream, but it sure didn't feel like one.

So, now you all know....;)

People I'm about to tag:

1. J.K.

2. True Eloquence

3. Prashant

4. djnutz

5. Semilla Besada

6. Owais

7. Kelly