A Post For Paro
Oct. 19th, 2005 06:02 pm10 years ago I was: Eight. I can’t remember much about being eight. I associate Enid Blyton and Sweet Valley kids and Tin Tin with eight, but nothing really happened to me at eight. Which is definitely a good thing. Now being nine, I wish I could forget altogether. Features a horrible class teacher.
5 years ago I was: Thirteen. Man, that was the height of my Dork Ages. A fat, mousy bookworm in awful glasses and her school uniform belt falling above her stomach. Wasn’t a bad year though. I had a lot of friends. And it was the year I got to know about Harry Potter. My friend Manesha always had her nose buried in them and I just took one look at the cover and decided they were really too childish for somebody who had graduated from Enid Blyton a long time ago. I used to give her a lot of grief about it. Then one day, at the very end of the school year, I got so bored out of my mind, I just picked one up and began to read. And read. And read. The final bell rang just as Hermione said “Hagrid, you live in a wooden house!” . I was forced to wait another one and half months to finish the rest of the book but I was already deeply smitten. By the time school started next year, I was a committed Harry/Hermione shipper. That was before I read GoF, of course.
1 year ago I was: Seventeen and struggling with both my studies and my co-curriculars. Having decided that I’d had enough of the mousy-kid-whose-name-even-the-class-teacher-doesn’t-remember early that year, I suddenly became the Social Butterfly. I now wonder why I thought being a dweeb was such a bad idea. Having tried all the alternatives, such as Class Clown, Drama Freak, Da Cool Kid, Flirt, Nerd and Formidable Debator, I have now decided that dweeb-hood rulz! At least you get to keep up your grades. My latest role is Netspeak-Freak which one of my friends infected me with.
Yesterday I was: Oh God. Can we please not talk about yesterday?! Fine.
Culmination of a three-day Junior Achievement workshop. We were to be interviewed for the Junior Achievement Annual Company awards. Went in at 8 o’clock in the morning, dressed to the nines, was interviewed at 10.30. In the night. In the Dark, Dank, Stormy, Murky, COLD night. Featured two sympathetic and impressed male judges and one tired and bitchy female judge. Went home at 11. Got home at 11.30. Had cold shower and passed out for my first real visit to the Land Of Nod in 48 hours. That’s right, I didn’t sleep a wink the preceding night because I was up finalizing my records. The only high point of the day was that I was able to exchange e-mail addresses with this guy I am totally ga-ga about. I don’t think he likes me except as a friend, but still, may be I can pull off a You’ve Got Mail! Although, Tom Hanks didn’t know who he was mailing. And I’ll never be gorgeous like Meg Ryan. Oh sod, boys!
5 snacks I enjoy: Woodapple and Orange juice (freshly squeezed!), Milo, Cream Soda, Coca cola. Or maybe Pepsi, if I feel like doing that Bubbly commercial starring Shah Rukh Khan.
5 songs I know the words to: I hope you dance by LeAnn Womack, Travelling Soldier by the Dixie Chicks, I want to spend my lifetime loving you by Mark Anthony and Tina Arena, Kal Ho Na Ho, Baate Meri Suniye from Kuch na Kaho. That last one is quite an achievement for me, considering I don’t actually understand Hindi beyond the basics. Lucky my sis is fluent.
5 things I would do with one million dollars: Set up my own current account, set up trust fund for siblings, send the parents on that round-the-world cruise I keep promising them, buy the franchise of Cure Autism Now for Sri lanka and help set up an effective island-wide program to locate and educate autistic or mentally handicapped children.
Then, if I had any money left, I’m going on a shopping spree!
5 places I would run away to: I’ll just name the countries because the places are too numerous: Switzerland (Must see Alps!), Canada, Australia, Seychelles, Norway.
5 favorite TV shows: Lois and Clark ; the New Adventures of Superman, Gilmore Girls, 24, Charmed, Veronica Mars. And no I haven’t watched Veronica Mars. We don’t have cable. But I was so curious about what all the fuss was about, that I got down all the episode transcripts from TWIZ TV. It isn’t the same as watching it, I know, but the scripts do ROCK.
And yes, I have a Lois Lane fixation. Anybody else watched that show?
5 fictional characters I would date: James Potter, Harry Potter, Aragon, Legolas, Will from Philip Pullman’s His Dark Materials.
5 people I tag to do this:
missile_envy ,
ajroald ,
anotherdreamer5,
cherrychalk ,
lolaleila ,
lady0fshalot (so I can't count. Sue me!)
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Date: 2005-10-21 03:07 pm (UTC)I mean, if they did it all year round or someting, I guess I could just say they're used to it, but people like my friend Sabiha are totally used to pigging out twenty times a day. And not swearing! All in all, it's like she's got a personality transplant, to her friends. No way in the world can this kid be our li'l lady dynamite!
So I'm thinking of doing it. It wouldn't be offensive or anything would it? Let me know, as soon as you can? I'd ask Sabiha, but nobody's picking up the phone and I don't have any other phone numbers of Muslim friends to consult with.
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Date: 2005-10-21 06:12 pm (UTC)I hope I'm not being offensive, because I don't have any intention to be at all, but this thought came into my mind while I was reading your post: as a Muslim, if you were to give up swearing for just this month but go back to it once it was all over, wouldn't that be construed as hypocritical? Or maybe "hypocritical" isn't the right word, I'm not sure. I don't swear too much (just the occasional "bloody hell" here and there, sometimes accompanied by a "piss off"), but I just think that giving it up for this one holy month and then going back to it for the rest of the year is a bit ... wrong. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to be offensive and I'm really sorry if it comes across that way, but my personal opinion is that your experience during Ramadan is supposed to encourage you to be a better person for the rest of your life, not just that month. Just a thought.
Righty-ho, a few tips so that you won't die >
I hope I'm not being offensive, because I don't have any intention to be at all, but this thought came into my mind while I was reading your post: as a Muslim, if you were to give up swearing for just this month but go back to it once it was all over, wouldn't that be construed as hypocritical? Or maybe "hypocritical" isn't the right word, I'm not sure. I don't swear too much (just the occasional "bloody hell" here and there, sometimes accompanied by a "piss off"), but I just think that giving it up for this one holy month and then going back to it for the rest of the year is a bit ... wrong. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to be offensive and I'm really sorry if it comes across that way, but my personal opinion is that your experience during Ramadan is supposed to encourage you to be a better person for the rest of your life, not just that month. Just a thought.
Righty-ho, a few tips so that you won't die ><:
Make sure you wake up before sunrise (just to be safe, wake up about an hour before) and have a nice, healthy breakfast so that you're not fasting on an empty stomach. There's nothing worse or more unhealthy than that - you need your energy for the day.
Try to keep as cool as possible throughout the day - it'll reduce your hunger a bit and you won't feel as thirsy.
I think that's all ... oh, and most importantly: enjoy it! I know it's easier said than done, but I always enjoy it and look forward to breaking my fast because of all the yummy things I get to eat >< Speaking of ... could I have the recipe for Watalappan? We're having an aftaari party at our house tomorrow, and I'd like to make it XD
Good luck, and have fun! *love and huggles*
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Date: 2005-10-22 02:39 am (UTC)No, you weren't offensive, I see your point. Sabee is a good kid and devout enough but she has been hanging around us for too long!We are all inveterate swearers.
Thanks loads for the tips. My parents think I won't last through lunch. How little faith they have in me!
Have fun at aftaari!
*blows kisses*