The Shippy Tag

okay so something must be reallyreally wrong with me for doing a tag, but something'swrong i guess and i'm doing this tag anyway. nothankyouverymuch shippy.

Life Ten Years Ago :
life when i was seven? bloodyhell i don't even remember a single thing about being seven. except the fact that i was in class 1. and i refused to speak bengali, because i'd moved to calcutta (ohyes what a sweet name it had then) from hyderabad when i was four, and i had this sillylittlebabyidea that if i changed as little as possible, then everything would go back to the way it was. because the entire structure of my life changed. no, really. at four, i might have adapted easier to life on a spaceship. anyway so i hated bengali, and was antisocial and unfriendly and a general painintheass. oh, and i read my first adventure series book then. ohyesyes i loved my fantasy world, life was so much more fun inside my head than outside it! and they were building extensions to the buildings in my colony, and there was this huge sandheap hidden away in a corner, and ohsomany sweetafternoons spent scrabbling around looking for tinyshells (yes the sand came all the way from the sea, who would have thought it?) and the first lie i remember telling, something about homework to my teacher. and that set the example for all future lies, since i got caught at once. and punished, oh the shame! (this was WAY before it became the cool thing to do, yousee). also the hatingness of sports and dolls and roses.

Life Five Years Ago:
when i was twelve? hmph. waiting for thirteen, i guess. the best thing then was my cycle. my ohsobeautiful brown tall ladybird bicycle, with the hugeshiny wheels and the handy basket and the elegant crossbar. and the "daredevils club", with rishi and rahul. the 'stunts' - the standingon backbar, ridingwithouthandlebars, doubleteaming, speedracing (whichisuckedat, notsurprisingly) and the pretendingtobe che guevara (in a very motorcycle sense, i assure you). and the rides out of the colony flouting my parents' regulations, somanytimes (ha, take that, dear guardians!) and then someone stole my bike. ohtheagony. the special people: rahul. he taught me so much about life. about growingup. about beingmyself. and namita arrived, then. i was supposed to 'get friendly with her and set her up' for rahul. i lost a friend, made a friend, and changed the course of my life for good or bad. and rishi, myfirstcrush and next year myfirstboyfriend. what else was new about twelve? ah yes, my social flowering. or maybe i should say flourishing. i suddenly found myself popular. heady feeling, that.

Life Tomorrow:
i'm supposed to wake up early. and go to the beach with my family. bloodyhell. i don't even want to swim. i don't even want to wear a swimsuit. i suppose i'll take my calculus book to the beach (yes i know i should really getalife). and then come back and do the tonsandtons of homework for monday. i haven't even started the scrapbook i'm supposed to present on monday. ohshit whatelse did i forget?!

Five Locations I Would Like to Run Away To:
anywhere but school, actually. reallyreally?
1) sikkimsikkimsikkim. i love sikkim. the mountains the streams the rocks the sky the houses the people the language the prayerflags the momos. i'd run away there and never come back.
2) scandinavia. go stand on top of a craggy dark cliff and strum a guitar and do blackmetalshrieks at the fullmoon. and scareoff all the wolves, yes. poor things.
3) seeing as i'm in hongkong, i'd like to run away to calcutta. doesn't help that it doesn'texistanymore technically because it's kolkata. but seriously, i want my life back! (i really do a bad job of adapting don't i?) and i want my friends back. and my language back (don'tsmirkokay?). and my billboards and rubbishbins and dirtystreets back.
4) sudan. no, really. hopefully i'll get a bullet through my brain before i have the chance to moan about the desert heat or the lack of food. and i can die unnoticed, since thousands of people aredyingthere anyway.
5) the hongkong central library. the only place on this list that's realistic. hence, the only place that keeps me sane. literally and literaturely.

Five Bad Habits I Have:
1) laziness
2) procrastination
3) whiningness
4) absentmindedness
5) thickheaded-lackoftactness
and manyothers actually, but i refuse to elaborate on any of them. blogger's privilege.

Five Things I Will Never Wear:
1) pink
2) floweryshitstuff
3) pink
4) noserings. or fingerrings for that matter.
5) oh, and did i mention pink?

Five Biggest Joys at This Moment:
i don't really want to count my joys; i don't want to be reminded of how embarrassinglyfew there are. so my single biggest joy is that i'm writing this stupidtag and not some presentation on the impact of rent controls in new york. no really. that is my other option. and i'm smiling for the This Will Destroy You EP i'm listening to right now - seriously, go do yourself a favour and get hold of it. or ask me for it. reallyreally. and i'm happy about the fact that i played bass today. and the camp permission form lying on my desk, and the randomcampstuff vomited on my bed. and the new guitarpick I got today, it's this cool white skullshaped thing. maybe i should start a pick collection.
notice how three of my five joys have to do with music?

Something to Achieve By Next Year:
university. or atleast some idea of whatiwanttodo.
some reasonable level of guitarskills. i mean, whatthefuck? i'm in a band and i can barely play. so much for great musicians.
i want to really know calculus. reallyreally.
socialskills? maybe. maaaaaybe.

Something that Impacted Me Last Year:
this one's easy.
Abir.
you changed everything. every single thing. my darlingstupid fuzzball. you made me more... me. and even if things change between us, it won't ever be how it was before. because now i have a silent voice in my notsosilent head.

What I Will Miss About 2007 :
erm, physics class? yes i do miss that, i kinda wish i hadn't rushed through every physics course the school had to offer already, bleh.
shonelle. why'd you go off to australia and leave me in the lurch, you numbskull? justlikethat.
my singing. my voice has gone off to australia and left me too. byebye.

Five Things I Want To Do Before I Die:
1) wackenwackenwacken. i will, yesyesyes. i will.
2) sex. i don't want to die a virgin, nono.
3) bungee jump. i want to fly, desperately. that way even if i accidentally die before my carefullyplanned jump-off-a-cliff, i'll still get to fly. sort of.
4) slap abir so hard i leave brightred marks on your cheek. and slap the other one too, just for good measure. and maybe soakyourballsinice as well. no maybenot. that would be worse than pointless.
5) drive a lamborghini gallardo. reallyreallyfast. till i reach escape velocity...

oh, and also kill shippy for tagging me with this. that randomrant better have made you happynow, anyway. or else.
and since he's the only person that probably cares to do one, i tag my uneksia to do this sillytag.