Knowing me, knowing you

About Me,

This is usually the first place my eyes go to on somebody’s blog. And I’m sure I’m speaking for a majority here. But none of us actually answer that question (?) in the real sense. A couple of adjectives tell me nothing about you. Everybody is kind or funny or stupid or fair or smart. I personally don’t think adjectives could do justice to me. What is it that makes one unique? We’re all not the same kind of funny, are we? Well, I’ll tell you what makes me ‘me’. And I couldn't care less if Google or Blogger or the CIA, for that matter, wish to use this information against me. (There is obviously a lot more to me than is listed here but some information cannot be made public.)

I love – popping bubble wraps. (I was addicted at one point. There have been cat fights with my sister over this. I still have claw scars for proof.)

I hate – fluctuating showers. (I have never experienced this before coming to the west. I don’t know what the flaw in the pipe systems here is, but way too many times I’ve found the bliss of my hot bath being annihilated with a burst of cold water.)

I scare – when the toaster pops. (I am not embarrassed. I am NOT EMBARRASSED.)

I fear – the dark. (Now you all know why else I stay up all night.)

I loathe – insects. (Even butterflies!)

I am particularly proud of – being a vegetarian. (I feel less barbaric.)

My ex-definition of life - “Life is like a roller-coaster ride. It has its ups and downs.” (I soon realized the huge difference because I particularly love the ride down on a roller coaster.)

My current definition of life – Life is a four-letter word indeed.

I feel bad about – not going to be able to hear every song ever made in the history of mankind.

I would risk my life to – go bungee jumping. (But I want it to be a couple-thing. Death won’t do us part!)

Food I’m craving – Indian chaat food followed by some jalebis. (What would it take to get one freaking plate of pani puri around here???)

Something I want but am afraid to go through with – is a scorpion tattoo. (I haven’t decided where yet and suggestions will not be entertained!)

If I were granted one wish – I would wish for my uncle to be alive.

A habit I’ve got – is to associate close friends and special events in my life with specific songs.

If there is one quality I could change about me – it would be my tendency to proc… uhm… how about I finish this some other time okay?

So, what about you?