Wednesday, June 29, 2011

listopia

i lyk self-deprecating-laughter-type people

i enjoy keeping people in the dark till they realise it's my doing

i have a raw way of doing things

i 'also' like flirting

i am dainty, frail and needy in heaps. insecure too.

i am strong, protective, caregiver and complete

i lie sometimes. My lies usually end in surprises.

i think lying otherwise is too much hardwork. Not interested.

i love observing men at their workplace

i like the folded-sleeve, laid-back, relaxed look on guys

i like to have choices. I usually opt out when thrust on me.

i am prone to addiction. It's in my nature.

if i do, i trust blindly. Trust is an inerrant instinct, which may still go wrong.

i would like to be proposed in a library between stacks of my favorite reads

i am prone to heartache and heartburn

i love pink sunflowers

i can't smoke, hardly drink, love to smile. Been sometime. Tried all.

i like to think of me as a housewife. Flirting with the dangers of this idea. never gonna happen.

i love to be surrounded by books and stationary and i enjoy being around cubicles

love all animals by instinct. dogs top my chart. cats a close second.

i tried to hurt myself with a knife once, thought about committing suicide a zillion times

On my last birthday i wore a white dress with floral prints.

i bought it with an unknown guy. I didn't let him see me in it.

i like having a car but hate maintaining it

i am superstitious about a few things. I secretly think I own a cursed ring.

i feel uncomfortable with over-friendly people

as much as i feel romantic in rain, a part of me always begins to feel sad and lonesome when it pours

i like wild grass and dew drops on windowpanes

i honestly think dogs would make better humans, at least more cuddly

i love it that by now you think I am crazy. 


posting this was a self-dare.

20 comments:

  1. posting this was a self-dare.

    ...So none of it is true, then? You know, truth/dare. ;)

    P.S. Sorry, but the post was so enjoyable that couldn't help. Hope your ankle is joining fine. :)

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  2. ankle is better. thanks. no this IS true.. the dare was to let it out on the blog. :)

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  3. koool.....super lyk....bt a few raised eyebrows....heh..! :D

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  4. harry (u knw who) ... hehe ;p

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  5. ...for your leisure, may be. In case your broken ankle has left you with more of it than you care to have. :)

    P.S. By any chance, do you visit British Library in CP? lol.

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  6. By any chance, do you visit British Library in CP? lol.

    It was good-humored bantering, of course ... in wake of "I'd like to be proposed in a library...."

    -Lest you should misunderstand me. :)

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  7. @ Anon: thanks for clarifying, but i got the humour the first time round B-):D

    @ Harry (u know what) hheh.. thanks for stopping by!

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  8. ...how would i know, you didn't reply the first time around. :P

    ...Somebody should take you to task for being such a sloppy host. If only i knew that you were younger to me... just kidding. :)

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  9. @nicrap: one should know you know. B-)

    and shouldn't that someone tell you that i had an exam?! not that i am giving an explanation!

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  10. one should know you know.

    ...these are deep waters. Full fathom five. What don't i know that you know?

    Not that i am giving an explanation

    ...No, no, of course not. That would be beneath you. :P

    P.S. Hope your exam went well. :)

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  11. dive and you shall know! and then we will exchange notes. B-)

    yes exam was good. thanks. :)

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  12. ...if i lived, that is. Watery grave is not the pleasantest of things, i am told. Though, Tiresias will have it otherwise:

    ...a seaborne death, soft as the hand of mist. (The Odyssey.)

    Joyce makes an allusion to it in Ulysses: Seadeath, mildest of all deaths known to men.

    ...is that what you wish? :P

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  13. nope.. i would wanna die protecting someone or some belief. I happen to be one of those who have not yet read Joyce. Want to though. Will do.

    by the by, by diving i did not imply sink or drown - be the boy who lived :-B

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  14. ..."is that what you wish for me?" is what I meant. I am too much of a gentleman to even suggest otherwise. :P

    ...oh, there are ways to live even when drowned:

    Full fathom five thy father lies;
    Of his bones are coral made;
    Those are pearls that were his eyes;
    Nothing of him that doth fade,
    But doth suffer a sea-change
    Into something rich and strange.
    Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
    Ding-dong.
    Hark! now I hear them — Ding-dong, bell.


    ;)

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  15. I read this piece when you mentioned it earlier. Liked it a lot. Thanks. Perchance someone told me I was like Ariel. :) And i did not get what that meant. :-)

    Nice.

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  16. ...i think he/she may have meant this Ariel. :)

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  17. ...However, compare Eliot's words to Ariel's song:

    Phlebas the Phoenician, a fortnight dead,
    Forgot the cry of gulls, and the deep sea swell
    And the profit and loss.
    A current under sea
    Picked his bones in whispers. As he rose and fell
    He passes the stages of his age and youth
    Entering the whirlpool.
    Gentile or Jew
    O you who turn the wheel and look windward,
    Consider Phlebas, who was once handsome and tall as you.


    (The section is titled Death by Water. The Wasteland.)

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  18. nope, he/she meant the other one. nevermind. :) ta da!

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  19. you are scaring me, you know ;)

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  20. ...oops! I had better stop, then. :)

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