Layers and Layers of Me- Off Lavathena’s Space

LAYER ONE:

– Name: Meera
– Birth date: Ferbruary 20
– Birthplace: Singapore
– Current Location: Pasir Ris
– Eye Color: Dark Brown
– Hair Color: Dark Brown with light brown highlights
– Height: Short at 1.6m
– Righty or Lefty: Righty
– Zodiac Sign: Pisces. My sign will be the doom of me.

LAYER TWO:

– Your heritage: Indian. Part Naidu. Part Peranakan.
– The shoes you wore today: Slippers. Went down to the car to help my dad. MC today. :(
– Your weakness: Chocolate. Rice. Conscience.
– Your fears: Of loneliness and losing my mind,
– Your perfect pizza: Not a very pizza person. But had some very good bbq chicken pizza on my bday.
– Goal you’d like to achieve: To be at peace with myself. To be happy, and to share that with my closest and dearest.

LAYER THREE:

– Your most overused phrase on AIM: What on earth is AIM?
– Your first waking thoughts: Five more minutes… please.
– Your best physical feature: Uh.. eyes?
– Your most missed memory: Secondary school- copying A Maths homework and acting cool.

LAYER FOUR:

– Pepsi or Coke: Coke
– McDonald’s or Burger King: Sucker for both.
– Single or group dates: Depending. Group dates are fun, Single when things are a bit more serious. Preciousss timeeee.
– Adidas or Nike: Adidas.
– Lipton Iced Tea or Nestea: Lipton Iced Tea- Peach.
– Chocolate or vanilla: BOTH
– Cappuccino or coffee: Uhm. Cappuccino.

LAYER FIVE: (Do/Did you…)

– Smoke: Heh.
– Cuss: Yup
– Sing: Heh. NO.
– Take a shower everyday: Yes.
– Want to go to college: Some of the fleetingly best times of my life.
– Like high school: Loved it. Loved it. Loved it.
– Want to get married: Most definitely..
– Believe in yourself: Hard question, this. It gets tough sometimes.
– Get motion sickness: oh my gosh, yes. I think it’s a recent development. Rare, but it still can churn my tummy.
– Think you’re attractive: When my hair and skin decides to behave themselves, yes.
– Think you’re a health freak: *guffaw* No.
– Get along with your parent(s): Very well.
– Like thunderstorms: Yes. Terribly.
- Play an instrument: Yes. Electone.

LAYER SIX: (In the past month, have you…)

– Had alcohol: Yes
– Smoked: Yes
– Done a drug: Do my antibiotics count?
– Made Out: Touchy touchy.
– Gone on a date: Yup.
– Gone to the mall: Yes. Vivocity!
– Eaten an entire box of Oreos: Ew no…
– Eaten sushi: Nope.
– Been on stage: YES! to collect my lucky draw prize of a microwave oven. I had to do some dance all the way up the stage just to collect the prize. That was rather embarassing.
– Gone skating: Ice skating at Jurong! Fun fun fun.
– Made homemade cookies: nooo, i dont hv an oven.
– Gone skinny dipping: uh no, is that even comfortable?
– Dyed your hair: yesh!
– Stolen Anything: Nope.

LAYER SEVEN: (Have you ever…)

– Played a game that required removal of clothing: hahaha interesting, nope.
– Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: uh, no.
– Been called a tease: Yeah.
– Gotten beat up: shucks, no.
– Shoplifted: Never ever ever.
– Changed who you were to fit in: Hmm.. changed to fit in?.. I don’t think so. That’s a flaw I suppose.

LAYER EIGHT:

– Age you are hoping to be married: 25. *loud guffaw*
– Numbers and Names of Children: 2 kids. Dont know the names yet,
–Describe your Dream Wedding: Happy. Happy. Happy. The last time I spelt out my dream wedding to a friend, it was stolen to the very last detail! *frown*
– How do you want to die: Satisfied, Satiated and yes, in my sleep.
– Where you want to go to college: Been there!
– What do you want to be when you grow up: Happy and successful and living my dreams-with my parents.
– What country would you most like to visit: I am a closet Colombus. I need to go places, see faces.. (did I just rhyme??)

LAYER NINE:

– Number of drugs taken illegally: NONE.
– Number of people I could trust with my life: 5. Well, around there,
– Number of CDs that I own: Uhm. Two vertically long shelves?
– Number of piercings: 8
– Number of tattoos: 1
– Number of times my name has appeared in the newspaper: heh heh let’s see…. around 6 i think.
– Number of scars on my body: Hmm scars. Some small ones here and there. Hvent really noticed.

Of Better Places.

To a very, very dear friend. I’m extremely sorry to hear about your loss. From what I’ve heard, you are amazingly strong. *hug* We’re all always here for you. I love you. Words can reach no depth.

My Degradation.

An MSN conversation with a good girlfriend from NUS, who’s currently single, while discussing life and marriage.

Me: Are you waiting to fall in love?
Friend: You could say that.
Me: That’s a sweet thought.

Enveloped. Breathless.

Ever had the feeling of being wound up too tight?
Like a gust of air around you
Rapidly morphing into tight binded rope
That winds round, and round your entire being
Your heart is stiff
Your soul still
Your mind battling- raging against thoughts and thoughts and thoughts
That invisible rope, burning and stinging
With your every move of resistance
Every breath of dissent
Every gesture of heat
It hurts.
It envelopes.
It suffocates.

Updates #01 to #04

#01- The mouth is healing at its own pace. I still can’t talk and laugh as per normal. I can’t open my jaw, it hurts at deep crevices in my mouth I never knew existed. I’m bruising slightly where my upper and lower lip meet at the right, the skin is also healing a little, and browning. All I can do is to smear Passionfruit Lip Butter around my lips. Talking about Lip Butter, I must run along to my next point- Body Shop.

#02- The Body Shop has an evil plot to reduce whatever little dollars and cents I have to a heap of products. Well, not that they aren’t depleting at a fairly hasty rate, but my financial resources are also depleting at an alarming rate. I spent a little today because firstly, I have a 20% birthday month off, and secondly there were a few things I needed urgently. One was the Bath Brush and the other was the Vitamin E body lotion because of my tattoo. *gasp* Next bullet- my tattoo.

#03- Quite a few folks know about this I believe, from well-meaning friends’ blogs, but well, this is what the whole hoopla has been about on my blog regarding the protected entries. I still can’t give away the passwords, so I will start on my tattoo now. The Highpriestess is officially inked! It happened last week. I have a grand fairy sitting at the bottom of my spine, with brilliant red wings, seated on a red rose plant, and breathing in the perfumes of another rose bud. It is a little bigger than I expected, but apart from some facial features I’m not 100% pleased about, I am very happy with how it turned out. Gorgeous. Graceful. Strong. Indepedent. Fragile. Beautiful. Emotional. Brilliant. I love her. I’m thinking of a name for her, but I haven’t decided as yet. So, the thing is, I have to keep moisturising the tattoo so that it doesn’t dry up. The antiseptic cream which I have to apply twice a day is not really enough, and during the day I have to smother it with Vitamin E lotion- which realllllly speeds up the healing process. I wish I had done it earlier. About 1% of the outline is coming off a little, but I suppose that is what the touching up is for 2 weeks from now. So yup, had to load up on Vit E!

#04- Well! That’s about it. I’m gonna go watch TV and slurp (without chewing) instant noodles that SH has lovingly whipped up. Toodles for now.