I hereby designate today as the meme day, because I got tagged and I also saw another one that is currently making its way round.
Where was I one year ago?
It was a time of many firsts. Had my first (real) job, was ecstatic at taking my first Business Class flight to first-time destination Las Vegas. Was also retrenched for the first (and hopefully, only) time in my life.
Where was I five years ago?
I was in the first year of university (gah, has it been that long?), happily skipping classes and living life like a happy-go-lucky hippie with little care and worry. Readings? What’s that?
Where was I ten years ago?
Ahh…..10 years ago, I was an angsty and pimply teen trying desperately to pass A’Maths and Physics for once. The thought of turning lesbian crossed my mind when someone of my own sex, whom I got to know better, fell in love with me. But I realised that if I could actually sit down and think about it, I was probably not one and decided to just stick with boys. Of course, who would have known that I was a closet commitment-phobic, running away when boys liked me and I lost interest halfway.
My ex is also my current boyfriend. He went from boyfriend to arse and back to boyfriend again in the last six years. Happily enough, the arse years are getting noticeably lesser than the boyfriend years.
Maybe I should check myself into Shopaholics Anonymous. Boy, do I need therapy. I could spend all day scouring the Internet for frocks.
I love writing, sunsets, cable cars, Sex and the City, sleeping in, my Mac….for more, please see here.
I don’t understand men. They are so bloody weird sometimes, I have trouble believing they are from the same planet as us.
I lose control of my emotions too often. A sad song, a touching scene in the movie, a poignant scene in the chapter, an arse of an editor could turn on the taps easily.
People say different things about me, ranging from bimbotic to crazy to fun to geeky to being a good listener to aloof. Well, it really depends on my mood and who I am dealing with.
Love is like air, I can’t imagine living without it.
Somewhere, someone is wishing that he/she is living a better life somewhere else.
I will always evolve to be me and still be somewhat different.
Forever is an ideal but not a reality.
I never want to be cold and cynical, such that people, words and visuals do not move my heart anymore.
I think the current US President has a terrible command of English.
When I wake up in the morning, I go right back to sleep.
My past was scarred and yet enriching, painful and yet strong, emotional yet gratifying all at the same time.
I get annoyed when people treat me with condescension and try to lord over me, as if their existence is superior to mine.
Parties are for letting your hair loose with crazy friends!
My dog is non-existent. The matriarch never allowed us to have pets because she had no time to clean up after them and she knew, rightly, that we wouldn’t either.
My cat is as non-existent as my dog.
Kisses are fun especially when they are unexpected!
Tomorrow is something I both anticipate and fear. I believe that my future is bright and yet, I am getting old and losing opportunities and youth at the same time.
I really want to travel the world and immerse myself in the different cultures. I miss Siem Reap badly.
I have low tolerance for people who push past me to get into the train when passengers are still alighting.
Who do I tag? Well, whoever is interested in doing this. I stole this so leave me a note if you are planning to steal this from me!