1. It seems like I support pain quite well. When I was 4, I apparently hit a furniture corner with my forehead, and the wound went nearly to the bone, but it wasn't bleeging and I just kept playing like nothing happened, while my parents were calling the emergencies.
2. Due to different education systems, I was one class level late when we moved from Switzerland to France (I was 5). I had some psychomotor troubles and other medical histories and I was having hard times at school. My mother taught me herself how to read and write, and one year later, I skipped a class and ruled scolarship like a boss since then.
3. I have a first degree cousin who used to have the exact same name as me, but he then changed his surname (because his father was a dick basically). I never met him.
4. I bought my first car one year before having my driving licence. During that time, my dad nearly crashed it, and he went full speed in front of an automatic speed trap with it (fortunately, the thing was out of service). That made me laugh.
5. I have a natural abilty to tame nearly any cat. When I was kid, there was a hurt female always wandering around our house, and nobody could get even close to her. I managed to approach her on my first attempt and pet her, and she then followed me. A week later, she sneaked into our garage and later gave birth to a bunch of kittens. One of them is still living with my grandma today, and the neighbor's cats run to see me when they hear me or my car outside. One of them likes to spend his days sleeping on my soft top, takes the elevator with me and always try to follow me in my appartment.
