I am forever *ahem ahem* indebted to my dear friend n fellow blogger Merlyn for this tag. In this age of Ipods, Iphones, n Irobots, It’s good to get a tag that has nothing to do with it. So, lemme start…
I am: Always Under-estimated.
I think: That true Love ain’t Blind. It’s deaf!
I know: I ain’t that perfect, but I tried to be. Now I regret. 😐
I want: To dance to ‘Mey Aisa Kyun Hoon’ on stage once, after I’ve perfected my steps.
I have: The Cojones to say whatever I want, to anyone, at anytime, anywhere.
I wish: I had friends who didn’t backstab. They could have atleast tried to leave me alone, but then they forced me to write this fucking sentence.
I hate: bloody fucking Page 3 reporters among friends, the ones who go on improvising their fucking stories, till it gets to shitty art film status.
I miss: Loyola!!
I fear: Myself. Wanna bet?
I hear: Rock! well…and stupid voices, from the breeze, the drizzle…you know, stuff like that….
I smell: Of sweat, especially after early morning Gym sessions! 😛
I crave: For chocolate. Dark Chocolate, preferably. If I see one, I will have one. And to bone Jessica Alba, since you asked!
I search: My long lost Identity in myself. *ahem ahem* Oh Fuck! Not again!
I wonder: Why Girls don’t start a fucking conversation. Why the Fuck can’t they take some initiative at least. It’s so fucking shit. And Why most of them think all guys are interested in their boobs rather than themselves!! We are, but not only the boobs!!! 😮
I regret: Overreacting, almost every single time. But then fuck! who cares!
I love: Travelling!! and anything to do with something, as long as it keeps me from going back home, or dozing off!
I ache: When my painting goes wrong, destroying my beautiful sketches.
I was not: Me till now. You’ll see. Wait n watch. Muhahaha. 😐
I am not: A nerd, nor a caveman! 😐
I cry: Shit! WTF!
I believe: In Anarchy! at times though. \m/
I dance: Whenever I get a chance. As along as it makes me happy n sSatisfied. And As long as it aint in front of shitheads who wants Usher steps from every soul.
I sing: Whenever I want people to shut their fucking mouth 😀
I read: Anything I can relate myself with.
I don’t always: Hate Bitches. Sometimes there are good ones. 😛
I fight: Used to. With my brother. Beating him needed Mu Thai and Tai Chi moves though!
I write: Whenever I am alone or lonely. Both ain’t the same.
I win: *err* Hardcore PC Games!
I lose: My temper real easy.
I never: Take my friends for granted. They do, though. Girls, you crazy people hearing or what?
I always: Want to know the logical reason, if someone defies or disagrees with me.
I confuse: Everyone. 😛
I listen: As long as they didn’t start by interrupting me. That happens often, real often.
I can usually be found: At Home, working on a sketch, or sleeping. If not, I’ll be out. Just call me then, You’ll know where I am. 😛
I am scared: Of the notion that I’ll kill someone in the near future. Maybe snipe ’em with a Magnum or something. 😀
I need: To know why people think I want to join their ‘Group’ n shit. Do I look like I fuckin want to? I also need to clean my socks. It has been like that for ages!
I am happy: As long as I have my dear loving sisters around, starting off an arbitiary topic and talking for ages, so that I can listen till I saturate! And so I can shut myself up as well. Bleah!
I imagine: A hell Lot. Too much actually. I expect a lot from others. They often fail, due to many humane reasons though. But then I feel I’ve failed myself.