Saturday, August 7, 2010

Crash Course in Brain Surgery.

Ahh well, it's been Metallica all day.

“This award is bestowed upon a fellow blogger whose blog’s content or design is, in the giver’s opinion, brilliant.”

To say the least, I'm flattered. More so, because each one of the fine individuals who bestowed the tag upon me, are people who I have admired and envied intensely for their remarkable talent for penmanship.  I continue to do so.  Thank you.

Some rules of the Game:
a) Show off your honesty by thanking the person who gave you the award and link to their post.
b) List 10 honest things about yourself.
c) Select 7 other bloggers you think deserve this award and pass it on to them.
d) Notify said bloggers about the award and invite them to be the honest ones next.

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1. I talk to myself. All the time. Complete with flourishes and gestures and drum-rolls and trumpets. It's just how I function (and successfully manage to creep people out, in the process). Talk about added perks.

2. I have exactly two unreasonable phobias - cockroaches, and beauty salons. Episodes from my life concerning both make for excellent spine-chillers. I have a theory stating that when disturbed, any cockroach in a 10 meter radius will automatically fly/leap towards my head, defying all laws of gravity, physics, and common sense. It has been proved to many a person-of-doubt, more times than I would like.   

3. When encountered with double entendre (intentional or not), my brain ALWAYS processes the second meaning first, and stops right there. It is with great difficulty that I coax it into proceeding further, to a more appropriate conclusion.
Corollary: I create the most elegant euphemisms out of thin air.

4. I suck at bowling. My scorecard, without fail, only reads of either perfect strikes or gutters. Same goes for a lot of sports, and most of life.

5. Most of my life as a card-carrying, living, breathing entity, have been a bunch of Chandler-moments strung together. No stranger to making jokes and having to explain the punchline 20 seconds post-deployment-and-blank-silence, I live through life elucidating upon pop-culture references that no one gets.

6. I am obsessed with candles, old books, letters, chocolates, non-colours, pan-asian food, knives and Hamlet. 

7. I have an unusual set of morals and ethics, but the ones I choose to adhere to, I do so with a staunchness that can easily be equated to fanaticism. Same goes for my philosophical, political and religious views, or the lack of them.

8. More often than not, I dislike receiving compliments, and prefer criticism greatly. I usually find the former to be hollow, while the latter almost always gives me things to think about. Conversely, I place great value in the opinions of a very selected set of people. They are the people I admire most.
 
9. Among all the things I should have learnt and never did (riding a bicycle, general empathy, using a straightening iron), my inability to smile irks me the most. Not that I would use the talent much, even if I did.

10. Through my years of a Bachelor's Degree in Information Technology, I honestly believe that the one thing I learnt that I am truly proud of, is the use of an arc welding machine. The drill and chainsaws come to a close second.

To further cater to narcissism: 
11. I judge people. Based on the way they look, write, speak, dress and most importantly, think. I meet them, I study them, I file them under the appropriate category, and the dossier is rarely, if ever, re-filed. Also, I am biased against good-looking people, and tend to put them through more intense and rigorous testing-and-filing.With practice, I've gotten better at it, and have taken it all to the level of profiling. Makes for some interesting Metro train rides to-and-from college.

12. In the 21 years of my life, I have donned pretty much every role in the social setup that it is possible to play. From social-leprosy to blinding popularity, from being the mousy, bespectacled, stammering, clumsy fat geek to teetering on 5-inch heels, apple-martini in hand at swish parties, to nihilistic goth-rock fanatic, true blue leather-and-metal rebel, to jaded cynical bookworm with a taste for undulated sarcasm, political conspiracy theories, obscure art movies and Johann Sebastian Bach. Even made friends with the podium and stage mic, along the way. And what I've discovered from all of it, is that it's all a masquerade. Petty, in the greater order of things. It's the things that you retain through these roles, that define your capabilities and your limitations. It's only the things that are constant, that matter at all. 

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Moving on, I am very very late with this, so most of the people I would have listed here, have already been tagged. So I will now tag the people whose blogs I love and stalk on a regular basis, and who may or may not have a clue about it. 

I think that you all are brilliant at what you do, and I would urge at least 4 of you to write more often!

P.S. I also hate mathematics.

10 comments:

soin said...

mentalie has gone awol..ah most of this tag stuff already knew..ok google i met bach in my house.. free

Priyanka Suresh Mehta said...

point no. 12... *smiles*

Tangled up in blue... said...

Aaaaaaaand you're back! Yay! :)

No. 4 : I am the same! Except its mostly the gutter in my case.. :D

No. 8 : :)

No.12 : :D really? I had this sudden mental image of you as Becky Sharp!

Srishti said...

Whoa man! Point 12, wowww. Sounds so cool!
Brrr, beauty salons are SCARY! I thought I was the only one with that fear! All those women, giggling together, debating about nail tips, an unplucked invisible hair...it scares me. And bowling? Gimme 5! Gutter or strike. But I get more strikes! :D
Heheh, cute post =]

Leonardo said...

You don't like maths? Seriously? Or do you say that because you're no good at it? (I used to be like that..so)

Sherry Wasandi said...

@soin: I find delight in being obvious.

@Priyanka: *smiles back*

@Tangled up in blue: ...which was my reaction, when I found your new blog!

Becky Sharp. Hmm... I think I'll look into that. :)

Sherry Wasandi said...

@Srishti: About the salons- my sentiments, exactly.

And I'm more inclined towards gutters.

Something about that sentence, strikes me as odd. nm.


@Leonardo: Oh no. I hated it even when I was good at it. It could be regressive association though. Evil fourth grade math teacher, blue-eyeliner and all.

Tangled up in blue... said...

Oh then you might like to look into this, too..:)

http://tinyurl.com/39nz6vx

Arzaletta said...

nyc :)

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