| You're the only hoodlum penguin who responds ( very hashly) to my benign beatings.
You like being a portable ATM machine. =(
You endowed me with an exorbitant amount of confidence.
You enjoy being my english ameliorator ( But I don't like it! )
You seek pleasure by ambushing me with flowers.
You can't spot the differences between satellites and stars. ( I was the mentor for that, okie? Anyhow claim pretty girl's credits. Heh. )
You make a wonder fat cushion.
You have -coughs- a rather -coughs- mellifluous voice ( Amazingly. )
You can't handle liquor.
You are always earlier than our predestined timings.
You managed to expunge the word, "embarrassed", from my dictionary.
You have an unparalleled ability; which unables me to look within your eyes for more than 3 seconds.
You were once regarded as a pariah, to me that is.
You are by far, the only person I know that likes the taste of peppermint milk tea. =)
You adore junk food. In fact, I think that's your greatest indulgent.
You don't like me. At least, that's what you always say.
You only wear long sleeves tops in the night.
You seek pleasure by mocking my pronunciations. ( Wait till you get your tongue pierced! )
You believe you're jinxed. ( Which is rather skeptical. )
You the first person I spilled my life novelette too.
You suffered the same despondency as me.
You like stroking my hair while I'm half asleep. =))
You are the first and only person who commented that my hair , urm, smelled peachy.
You fancy painting people's nails. ( Odd, ain't it? )
You have a vast collection of perfumes.
You abhor the smell of vanilla ( which is currently the redolence of my perfume)
You can actually brew a cuppa mocha, that spews the aroma of crisp coffee beans.
You have a pair of enchanting eyes, despite being masked by a pair of tinted contact lens.
You prefer candid shots to spurious, posed shots.
You taught me the word, nocturnal. ( See, my vocab's that apathetic. =( )
You heart actually beats at a rather posthaste pace. ( Yes, I heard it. grins. )
31 things about you ( yay, I triumphed! )- all witnessed within a duration of two weeks. I'm aware of it's insufficiency. But, believe me, like peeling the layers of an onion, I'll slowly, but surely unveil your individuality. Then again, I reckon the onion's not exactly a suitable comparison; for it actually glazes one's vision. And, I'm prefectly assured that you'll never be the one who'll be injecting droplets into my eyes. =)
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Results will be out on Friday and I'm pretty certained that I'll end up bawling my lungs out.Also, I detest being called stupid/a bimbo. But, it seems like I've to admit it and cense that self-denial habit of mine. Rah.
Oh well, guess each of us have our own set of quandaries. Accks. I'll be back again, Till then. =) |
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