Was blog surfing / hopping or whatever, and came across this tag. Found it rather interesting, and since I have nothing else to talk about nor anything else to do, thought of taking it up. Heck, screw reasoning. Goodness knows I love tags. :D Here goes.
I am: Whimsical, extremely hyper, unreasonable.
I think: Relationships aren't meant for me. I'm too idiosyncratic.
I know: I'm deeply in love. And loved back in multiples of infinity.
I want: To age gracefully.
I have: Everything I need. Except enough clothes.
I wish: There were more weekends in a week.
I hate: Men talking to a woman's breasts.
I miss: Waking up at 11 a.m. EVERY morning.
I fear: My loved ones dying in a bomb blast leaving me behind.
I feel: Deeply about being a mediocre writer. I wish I could be better.
I hear: The voices in my head. There are about thirty five thousand of them.
I smell: Of Nike deodorant at all times.
I crave: Greenery.
I search: For some order in my chaotic life.
I wonder: For how long will I be this happy.
I regret: Meeting the wrong people and giving them my best.
I love: My family, him, gym, work. In that order.
I ache: In the heart region, when I'm upset with the most important people in my life.
I am not: Suspicious. I trust too easily.
I believe: That some people will always remain obnoxious. Stop trying to change people and the world
I dance: To the music of love.
I sing: Very horribly.
I cry: For silly reasons. Or when the heart is aching.
I don’t always: Remain upset for long. But neither do I always forgive.
I fight: When you mess with my values or principles.
I write: When everything else fails to soothe me.
I win: Because the other person tires of arguing with me.
I lose: To a passionate kiss, or an 'I love you' whispered in my ear.
I never: Leave home without wearing eyeliner.
I always: Miss home whenever I'm out.
I confuse: Serbia with Siberia.
I listen: To nobody.
I can usually be found: At work. In the gym. In Inorbit Mall. At home.
I am scared: Of being mediocre in whatever I do.
I need: Constant love and attention.
I am happy about: How my life is right now.
I imagine: To be hugely successful and very rich, in about seven years.
I tag: No one. I shove this tag under my butt and refuse to get up.