Thursday, November 24, 2005

The voices...

The cries have reached a cresendo. Every waking moment these voices would drive me crazy with their incessant repetition of that senseless phrase. And the nights... the sleepless nights i spent huddled up in a corner trying to shut out the haunting voices that kept chanting...

"You've been tagged"

The only way to shut up these wicked black magicians (fundoome, sonik, vagabond, psycho...), here is a half-attempt.

Seven things I want to do in my life:
  • Put on weight
  • Train in the army (or navy or air force)
  • Start a company
  • Get rich
  • Get richer
  • Create a new nation (no kidding)
  • Conquer the world
Seven things I can do:
  • Daydream
  • Code
  • Fix Computers
  • Give funda I don't have
  • Sleep days on end
  • Stay up (fewer) days on end
(And one thing i absolutely can't do is count.)

Seven things I say the most:
  • Hmm...
  • Billoos?
  • Sahara?
  • Actually.
Do I even say anything else?

Seven things I can't do:
  • Stop daydreaming
  • Stop giving funda i don't have
  • Keep regular hours
  • Any physical activity for > 2 mins
  • Lie. When I need to, I give impressions without lying literally.
  • Live offline
  • Get someplace on time
Seven things that attract me to the opposite sex:
  • Non-ugliness (:D)
  • Ability to keep up with the made-up funda i give
  • Being low-maintenence (See When Harry met Sally)
Who needs seven things anyway!

Seven celebrity crushes:
  • James King (female model. Ask me for pix)
  • Jeon Ji Hyun (from My Sassy Girl)
  • Alizee
  • The unnamed animated bandi on my desktop now
This is starting to be boring.

Seven people I tag:

Every blogger i know has been tagged already... Maybe i am the last guy ever to endure this harrowing experience!