30 Days of Me - Day 4

Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.

So here's a photo of my best, and only, friend in the world - R. I've hidden her face cause she isn't to fond of being in the public eye, quite unlike me.

In fact, there is very little R and I have in common. She likes music that makes me cringe, I like music things that make her go WTF. We abuse each other, and share our love for alcohol quite equally. When we are hanging out, you will almost always find us laughing the loudest, telling the crudest stories.

I love R because she gets me like no one else in this world. I can be myself, speak my mind, even fight with her, and she's always going to be by my side. We have had our share of problems, but we've always bounced back from them. Cause we cool like.

Right now, both of us are caught up terribly with work, and find it really hard to keep in touch. But we've never been that 'OMG YOU FORGOT ME!' sort. We cool.

So, so cool.

P.S. Yes, we were both horribly drunk in this photograph. *hic*

30 Days of Me - Day 3

Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.

The reason it took me this long to get to this post is, because, I really had to think about it. First dates hold such significance, and to tell you the truth, I have never given this a lot of thought. I am, and always have been, an 'in-the-moment' sort of person, and I enjoy spontaneity.

Regardless, I thought about it, and if my potential future first date is reading this, here's what I would like you to do.

1. Call me up at 4 in the morning. Ask me how I am. Get me confused. Ask me out. I am most likely to say yes.

2. Take me to a place I have never been before. Take me to a place where there are a lot of things, of different kinds.

3. Let me get a chance to know you. Talk to me about your favourite book. Engage in banter.

4. Take me to coffee. Don't speak to me when the food arrives, but look at me.

5. Smile like you mean it. Tell me I am beautiful. Watch me change into 9 different shades of red.

6. Drop me home. Don't expect a kiss. But if I lean in for one, don't hesitate and kiss me.

And that's it. Such a low-maintenance girl I am.

Future date, you don't have to follow this list to the T.

Remember, I like surprises.

30 Days of Me - Day 2

Day 2 – A photo of something you ate today.

So here's what I had for dinner today: A Sausage Sizzler. For some reason, I love pronouncing sausage as soo-saa-shuh. I also calls spoons 'shpauns', knives 'knofs' and forks 'fwakes'. Mornonic little quirks like these make the world a better place to live in, I think.

Anyway, so this monstrosity before you is the above-mentioned sizzler. 6 pieces of sausages on a bed of mashed potatoes, french fries and spinach. How glorious. Also, the food was super hot, and I managed to burn my throat, of all places. But the pain was worth it, because the food was good.

And that's it!

30 Days of Me - Day 1

Day 1 – A photo of yourself and a description of how your day was

I look nothing like this in reality

So here we are, Day 1 of the 30 days of me challenge. As asked, here is a picture of me. I am not very fond of sharing what I look like to the public domain, but since it's a challenge, why not have some fun with it, eh?

Today was one of those days when I was returning back to work after a two-day holiday. You know that intense laziness that settles in your bones? That is how I felt, waking up to my alarm clock ringing in my ear. When the initial laziness settles in, then strikes the realisation that I have to wake up and go to work. Yawn.

Not that I don't enjoy work. It's just that a holiday means a lot more to a person who doesn't get many.

After that, my day has been pretty much regular. Slept in the bus. Slept in the train. Completed a few pending things at work and then sat there, twiddling my thumbs, thinking about life. For some time now, an intense amount of sadness has fallen over me, like this heavy quilt that just won't let go. When I get these bouts of sadness, I can physically feel my heart sinking to my stomach and I feel this need to cry.

But I don't. I am quite comfortable with this facade of a happy person I have created for myself.

After that I accompanied a friend to a hyper market, because she wanted to buy some groceries. While she went on a cheese rampage, I looked around for things I could buy. I bought some cheese sausages, smoked chicken salami, french fries, pringles, tic tacs, amongst other things. It was fun.

Sometimes I think shopping is the only thing that makes me happy.

Then I returned home. Ate some dinner, and here I am typing this out. Not a bad day, indeed.

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