Honestly,you wanna know?

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

Thanks Sia.:)
And it says,the rules are as follows.
a) Show off your honesty(and modesty) by thanking the person who gave you the award and link to their post.
b) List 10 honest things about yourself. Cheating makes you lame, so just play along, all you taggees.
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.




Alrighty..here,goes.



1.When,I'm put on the spot,such as now,I cant think.

2.I'm considering deleting my blog.Reasons includes that most people who read this know me in real life and i dont want you knowing me this way,my wanting to stay away from the internet as much as I can and also because it seems like im just here for the heck of it-writing something out of nothing is not my style.

3.Maybe its the spoilt little girl in me,but I absolutely hate sharing my stuff.Either its all mine or its not.No,I don't want to share this chocolate bar with you.But I do,anyway,because I'm incapable of saying NO.I don't like sharing my room,i dont like sharing my clothes,i don't like sharing my friends.sharing sharing SHARING MAKES ME MAD.It makes me want to throw tantrums like Fuzzy Lumpkins on Power Puff Girls and go all,"GET OFF MY PROPERTY!!"..


Wouldn't it be simply wonderful if you could erect an electric fence around your things?Its just ridiculous how much of over-sharing I have to do most of the time.I don't care if this isn't normal.I don't like being the sharee either.Either,its all yours or its all mine.
MINE.MINE.MINE.

4.Call me a misanthropist,but I'm disgusted with the human species.Sometimes,i wish they all died and Mike and I were the only two alive.Mike is my 7 month-old boxer,by the way.And I believe we should all have been brought up with this cynical point of view.Screw Disney and its happy endings.They're jsut giving children unrealistic ideals from a very young age, so that when those ideals aren't met, they grow up to be resentful and bitter. Everything should be sharp and painful. I think that Disney movies should all end with everyone dying in them for a change. If stupid little kids cry about it, TOUGH. The world doesn't need another tree hugging sissy-marie. I think Disney should make a movie where the group of kids from "The Sound of Music" go on a field trip and get in a car wreck in which they all die.The End. That's how life is sometimes. Everyone dies. That's what kids should learn. Not that they can be a stereotypical little arab peasant boy that can acquire all gold in the world, a kingdom and a princess.
I hate people.

4.I cant choose between things.A question like,'Swathi,do you want to eat from this place or that place?' is enough to turn my brains into goo.Don't even ask about on deciding on what clothes to wear!

5.I use the word 'hate' too much.I worry I'm going to die a lonely person.I just can't seem to see the good in things.There's always a smudge in the picture.Lets hope this is a phase that will soon pass.

6.I'm petrified of lizards.Its not really phobia,its just utter disgust.I saw two lizards on top of each other once and I think they were intercoursing.I have been scarred for life.

7.I believe in a creator,but not in religion and worship.

8.I say I never want to have kids because they're just a waste of resources and time.But,I secretly dream of being a mother who sings her baby to sleep,kisses his bruises and all that.Now,its not a secret anymore.

9.I wish my mom and I were closer.I am jealous of girls who tell their mothers everything.I love my mother,but sigh..sometimes she just doesn't get me.

10.I am in love.And at 16,that seems to be the only honest thing in my life.









There.Now,that wasn't easy.Honesty.Eeek!

Now,I'm not sure how the whole tagging this works and I'm not bothered enough to figure out how .So,lets just say this is an open invitation to everyone reading.
Tag,you're it.
:)