Thanks for nothing SIB
I am thinking about how long it's been since I had a cup of coffee at Barista
I said... I think therefore I'm online
I want to... write a novel before I die. Seriously
I wish... Tumblers of Hot Chocolate Fudge were a dime a dozen
I miss... carefree days at IIMC, Delhi
I hear... John and Bipasha are breaking up over Mallika
I wonder... if girls are attracted to hunks or geniuses or a combo of both
I regret... not being a Hrithik Roshan lookalike
I am... going to kill SIB for tagging me
I dance... when no one's looking
I sing... in your dreams
I am not always... the nice guy I'm made out to be
I make with my hands... well, nothing. I can't lie too much, can I?
I write... a lot of stuff I shouldn't be writing
I confuse... Confucius and Confucianism
I should try... spending more time with my pet fish Oliver
I finish... packets of biscuits in 60 seconds
Now I punish Friendly Ghost, Jhansi ki Rani and One Fine Day by bestowing upon them this tag.
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tagged me eh? I've linked u up instead?:)
ReplyDeleteu r barista dream will come true soon:)
ReplyDeleteu reminded of those carefree IIMC days......craving for those good old times
ReplyDeleteme: I hope so 2
ReplyDeleteanonymous: I wonder who u r. let me know, please.