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The countdown tag

I've been so excited to put up as many posts as I can on my new template that I'm doing this tag right now instead of procrastinating on it like I'm usually prone to do. Also, this is the first time she's tagged me and I really didn't want to scare her away.

Anyway, Just call me A tagged me for this one. It seems fun and I love the way the person who tagged her did it, but I unfortunately am not that creative. So I'm going to just do it my normal, staid way. And A, I entirely empathize with how hard it was to think of something to go with each number.

1 is a number I find it impossible to stop at while eating chocolate.

2 in the afternoon is when I'm at my most sleepy at work

3 is for the years I spent in Wilsons. The most enriching, beautiful, hard years of my life.

4 is the day and the month in which I was born. (Sorry, I had to steal this)

5 in the evening is when I look out of the window and wish I had a boring 9 to 5 job so I could either be on my way home or play basketball.

6 is my number according to numerology. Not that I believe in it. But it's fun.

7 is when Friends comes on TV every evening.

8 is a year I don't really remember much of. Excepting enacting Shivaji in one play and a British judge in the other.

9 is my lucky number I think. All multiple numbers of 3 actually. Also a time of the night, that sees me getting very excited I don't know why.

10 is for how many times I'm going to hang and quarter the person who made me do this. Do you know how much I had to think? You made me think!! Phooeyy :D

Also, I tag Homecooked, Neha and Moo. Do it now!

Comments

ha ha ha....I think I'll die the first time round honey...you'll have to hand my limp body for the remaining 9 times :D.

The most remembered, enriching and satisfying times are always the ones we work hard for.

and when is your birthday?

.....and i don't think you would have scared me away even if you did'nt do it :)
Gentle Whispers said…
@ A: You don't scare easily. That's good to know.

My birthday's on the fourth of April.
Homecooked said…
Lovely list Lyandra :) Belated Birthday wishes! Hope u had a blast. Belated Easter wishes too.
ohhh happy belated birthday :)...and happy belated easter too
Gentle Whispers said…
@ Homecooked & A: Thank you.

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