Every darn post does not need a title

So today the 20 day long nightmare that were my Board exams ended. No it did not go as I intended. "Ace the boards" was something that I did in X, two years back, and it has featured on my new year to-do list for the past two years, but in a completely careless loop of procrastination, overestimation and underperformance, I'm far from what I meant to do. And I can never get there. At least not in the Boards.
All I have is consolation that I aced just two of the five exams.

And I'm shamelessly blogging about it. Can't help it. I have to let it out somehow.
I need not be so bitter, I know...but what else are you supposed to feel when something crucial that you had been meaning to do for so long does not come to pass, and all you have to blame is you? It's like, I have this endlessly repeating loop of causes and effects and could-have-beens and should-have-dones that has been running over in my head ever since February 29th and I'm sick of it. Bloody sick.
And I don't know what to do.

Anyways. There's a limit to pointless rants. I'll shut up.

And before I go back to making another fresh new study schedule for myself, hoping against hope it gets completed, I'll just post this tag that Nids wanted me to do.

Here goes:

• Describe your perfect Sunday morning?

Wake up sinfully late, indulge un-guiltily all day and not have an exam the entire week. (Yeah. I'm obsessed with exams and stuff these days.)
(AND I'm not specifying all the indulgence. :P )

• Favorite song of all time?

"Dekha Hai Aise Bhi" by Lucky Ali. If not the most, it's at least one of the faves. The lyrics are simple yet magical. And lyrics are always 90% of the reason why I like a particular song.

• How tall are you?

5"2'. That can hardly be called tall. :(

• If you could be successful at any job in the world, what would that job be?

Anchoring a travel show. No seriously, if I don't get to do that the universe will be deprived of something really worth it. *blows delicately at her fingernails*

• If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?

Venice. Or Santorini. Or Beverly Hills. Yeah, Beverly Hills. There I could make a dazzling career out of being a gossip columnist if the travel show does not work out. :P

• If you could be someone else for a day, who would it be?

I don't know. Vanisha Mittal, maybe. Actually there would be no point in that. That entire day I would probably be thinking about having to be me the next. Question rejected. (IVAN says write "Condoleeza Rice." Duh.)

• If you have friends coming for supper what would you cook?

Adrak waali chai. Plus anything else, on demand. Only vegetarian stuff.

• What is your favorite word?

Serendipity. Any doubts?

• What makes you cry?

Certain random realizations that come uncalled-for.

• If you were an animal in the wild, what would you be?

A Koala. They sleep so much but nobody complains. :P

• If you could time travel to the past to correct any mistakes you feel you’ve made, would you?

Oh yeah! Multiple times, actually. And hopefully I won't make fresh mistakes while doing that.

• Do you believe that the cup is half empty or half full?

Half full. I would prefer full full though.

• What do you do for fun?

Read books on Advanced Quantum Physics. If you were naive enough to believe me, I should tell you I was kidding. Terrify all ye mortals by throwing hypothetical vases/ pointing hypothetical guns/ thwacking with hypothetical rolled newspapers :P

• Are you an outdoor or an indoor person?

Depends.

• Where do you see yourself in five years?

In some hostel room downing caffeine and cramming for a test. (Told ya I'm obsessed about exams...)

• What are you most proud of in your life?

Right now, nothing. Yeah you heard me right.

• When do you plan on getting married?

Not for quite a long time.

• Get the number or give the number?

Get the number first. To call or not call, that is the question.

• Romance or Kinky Sex?

Both. ;)

• How do you feel?

With the skin. Meissener's corpuscles and End bulbs of Krause and Ruffini, to be specific. But sometimes viscerally too, with the soul.

• What size shoe do you wear?

Four.

• What is your favorite clothing brand?

No permanent choices. Mango is good. But right now I'm kinda into FabIndia stuff :D

• Water or 100% Juice?

Water.

• T-Mobile, U.S. Cellular, Cingular/AT&T, or Sprint/Nextel?

BSNL. (Jai Hind!) :D

• Would you rather be hot or cold?

Cold! Deliciously cold.

• Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?

Agree with Nids. None of these.

• Favorite Place to Eat?

It varies...

• Opera, Musical, Concert, Play, Performance, or Other?

Concert. Not hard rock.

• Most Memorable Past?

Moments I've realized that it's wonderful to be in love. With life.

• Most embarrassing moment?

(You expect me to blurt it out here?? :O)

• If you had to pick one car, which would it be?

A ritzy orange Lamborghini Superleggera. Or the Lexus hybrid if I'm feeling 'green'.
:)

• Your favorite Disney Films?

So many of them....I loved all the Princess stuff... :)

• Why did the chicken cross the road?

All living organisms have an inbuilt genetic but environmentally influenced predisposition to go see what's on "the other side". :P In one word: curiosity.

• Do you support Paris?

Paris which?? Sarko's Paris or that Hotelwaali? :D

• Where is Waldo?

No idea. Nobody entrusted him to my care.

• Favorite element?

Platinum. With lots of diamonds thrown in :P

• What was your last thought?

What must have been the inspiration behind naming it Firefox...? (I'm doing this tag backwards.) :D

• Firefox, Internet Explorer, Netscape, or other?

Firefox.

• Who are you going to vote for ?

Haven't decided.

• Juice and crackers or milk and cookies?

Juice and crackers. OJ, to be specific.

• Which is worse? A bad laugh or a bad cough?

A bad laugh.

• Are you a cat or a dog person?

I'm not a cat. Or a "dog person". :D But I like animals. and 'feline' sounds better than 'canine'.

• Would you rather be blind or deaf?

None of these. This is not a question to be asked in the tone of "Would you have coffee or tea?" Wonder who started this tag. *shudder*

• Define yourself in three four words…

He-ah vi-iya me-ne mmay

(That's an artificial language. Google it up and decipher. Haha, I know how to waste people's time. The meaning in English might be an anticlimax. Maybe you expect something tantalizing. :P)
Awrite. I'll be gracious and tell you what to google up. The language is called Loxian.

• Do you eat cold cereal at night?

Don't have to, so I don't.

• What is your favorite TV show?

I don't have favorite shows, but I've liked Heroes, among a few others.

• Do you shower every single day?

Of course!

• Boat or bus?

Boat, if available. The question is pointless if you consider option #1 of question #5.

• What would you do if Michael Jackson asked you out?

Say "Wrong number, dude." and run walk off with dignity. :D (No offense, Nids!)

• What is your favorite food?

Now that's a very naive question. Lemme think...

• Do you read Harry potter books?

I did.

• If you could have one super human power what would you choose?

Ability to modify the space-time continuum. :D The ability to switch to any superhuman power as and when I wish. (Come on, that's allowed! :P )

• Have you had a beer in the last week?

No. Pathetic, yeah?

• Vitamin Water or Gatorade?

None.

• Favorite body part?

My own? Eyes.

• Flip flops or sandals?

Stilettos.

• What do you do on Fridays?

Nothing special. Think about what I wrote in the answer to question #1 maybe.

• Do you like bananas?

Kind of.


I decide to tag Sparkles, Arti di, Lemonade, Abhi, and Birdy. And you.

The Eight-things tag

So...here was me peacefully browsing the net in search of some study material...and suddenly me finds a message from Arti di...telling me she's tagged me. Hmm….so okay, here is the post. According to the instructions, me has to write eight points about my "perfect lover"...(yeah I know that sounds vague, or as one of the persons tagged said 'creepy'...somebody tell that to the person who started the tag.)

The rules of the game are:

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

Okay, so here's my list (not in any order of priority) of the qualities of that Prince Charming (cliché phrase. I know!) . That he should be caring and loyal and friendly goes without saying. (oops, but I just said it!)

• He should be well mannered. Hmm, I would like him to open doors for me and all that, but please not to overdo it. I can conduct myself very well, thank you.
• I don't exactly like people (read 'guys') who swear all the time or use slang too much. So yeah, he should be sophisticated and suave. (Aside: I hope that's not too much to ask.)
• He should be intelligent. Intelligent in the sense of being worldly-wise. And he should be able to challenge me on an intellectual level (Nope, its not that difficult...)
• He should be more of an extrovert than me, but not so much as to eclipse my own personality, mind.
• He'd better not compare me to anybody else. Unflattering comparison, I mean. I never take this from anybody.
• Just feeling won't do, he should be able to express what he feels for me. And if he doesn't like something about me, I'd prefer he tells it to me, but should just do that in a way that I don't feel insulted.
• He should understand that people (read 'girls') can't be pacified with material things. I mean, it's not like you give her some expensive gift and she'll be fine. Gifts and things can't be a substitute for emotional support and for 'being there for you' (another cliché phrase, but never mind.).
  (Note: The above point does not mean he should not even give me little somethings on certain occasions) ;))
• He should not be secretive or of a highly complex, enigmatic nature. (If you've read 'Gone with the Wind' and remember the character of Rhett Butler, you know what I'm talking about. If you haven't read, umm...go read it.)
  I would like him to be frank and sincere, even in flattery slash admiration. Like if he were to give me a compliment, he would be preferred saying, "You look beautiful" (or insert any other adjective) than saying "You look more beautiful (or insert comparative degree of that earlier adjective) than Angelina Jolie (or insert name of person on whom the adjective applies in superlative degree).
  Meaning to say I can almost always see through dishonesty.
  

So was that eight points? Yay, I finished it. Oh yes oh yes…now those whom I’m tagging:

Abhi (haha...you’re the first victim. :D)
Alex (when you gave me the address of your blog yesterday, you didn’t know you were in for this. *sly grin*)
Abhinav (maybe this won’t be too difficult for you)
Nessa
Aashita
Sunshine(nope, you’re not allowed to write in dark-poetic-style.)
Anna
Divya
If any or all of the above mentioned citizens of Blogsville find this stupid to do, blame it on the person who started the tag. Just don’t tell that person I told you to blame him/her.

All da best!