2012... coming up!

It's almost the end of 2011, you know what it means? It's almost the end of the world! Or so the Mayans said, and the director of 2012, as well as the homeless man I saw on the street yesterday. 2012 is a big deal for most of the people on this planet, including me.

I feel a lot of pressure for the coming year, not because of the earth's demise but because everyone's expecting me to do something big, life-changing. And I don't even know where to begin. 

When I started high school, I had the best laid out plans: I will finish high school with good grades so that I can get in to a good university, and get a degree in broadcast journalism. After graduating college, I will be interning at the biggest network in the country, and eventually they will be awed by my awesomeness and they will offer me a job and I will climb my way up to becoming a topnotch reporter in the network and the country. (re-reading my previous sentence awed by my awesomeness, no wonder I'm not a journalist) And I will become one of the country's correspondent for CNN, and they will be blown away by my talent and I will be on the level of Christiane Amanpour. I'll have my own show on CNN, a hard-hitting commentary or a lifestyle show on the Travel Channel.

Reality:  I graduated high school with good grades, got in to a good university, took up Business Economics, shifted to IT, and now I'm perennially on a night shift working as a dialer administrator for a call center. I am nowhere near my plan, and the closest thing I can get to journalism is writing on this blog, and twitter.

I can't remember why my plans changed but this is my life now and I need to live with it. But seriously, I can't see myself doing this for the rest of my life. I always tell myself that all these are just temporary, and I've been telling myself this for the past half decade but look at me, still here hanging on to this so-called temporary life that's slowly morphing into a permanent one.

Most of my friends from high school and college are either married or rushing to get married, but I really haven't given that a thought. It's not on my 5-year plan, if I ever had any. All I really want right now is to be on top, career-wise. The problem is, I don't even know what I want to do for the rest of my life. But if doing nothing is a career plan, I am definitely on top. Procrastination at its finest.

I don't have a concrete gameplan for the coming year, but I want 2012 to be the best year yet. Just like every year in my life, I will take it one day at a time, and I guess I'll just have to wing it!

Heart of Dr. Hart

 

Zoe: Why bother? Why bother go on a first date when I don't know how to be in a relationship?

George: Oh come on now, I hardly believe that is true.

Zoe: It is. When my boyfriend broke up with me, I didn't even really cry. And we were together for 6 years.

George: 6 years? Wow.. uhm that's a long time.

Zoe: Especially because I'm not sure that I ever even actually loved him.

George: Seriously?

Zoe: I thought I did, but we never had one night like Diane Keaton and Woody Allen in that movie. One night when we magically connected, bared our souls. 6 years, I never really let him in. I'm nearly 30 years old and I have never been in a real relationship. Something is just wrong with me.

George: Zoe.. Zoe you know everyone is afraid of making themselves vulnerable. You know? It's about baby steps though. And uh, I tell you what. You did a pretty good job of letting me in just now. So, maybe there's hope for you yet.


"Addie you were right, with the right person it just does flow."  - Zoe to Addie

George Tucker will you do us all a favor and break-up with Lemon already? You and Zoe are perfect for each other. No offense to you Wade. And I intentionally want you to be offended Lemon.

One Wish

If you could have one wish what would you wish for? – This was the question my brother asked my aunt last night. I overheard their conversation and it got me thinking. It’s quite a tough question. You are about to make a life-changing decision so you have to be very careful in choosing your wish. You don’t want to wish for something that you will regret sooner or later. 

I keep asking myself this question since last night and I still haven’t gotten any answers. Well, I had a few wishes in mind but I haven’t really voted on my ultimate wish. You see, this is really important we should all start thinking about this now if you haven’t yet. You don’t really know when you’ll find a magic lamp and a genie pops up and asks you for a single wish. This isn’t Alladin, it’s real life, so you don’t get to have three, just one. Don’t be choosy.

I have already some ideas:

1. My dream job – but this could be a problem, I haven’t even figured out what I would really want to do for the rest of my life.
2.  Overflowing/unlimited funds –   I know money doesn’t make a person happy but I’ve known that shopping does. So this might be it?
3. World peace – Arghh, who am I kidding? He’s a genie, not god! For god’s sake!
4.  A perfect husband – is there really one?
5. Ability to teleport – what would I do with my ability if I’m going to Paris or Fez broke or worst penniless?
6. Be famous – famous for what? My singing and dancing abilities are just average. And I can never be an actress, I suck at acting! There was this one time in high school when all I had to do was walk in a play and I screw it up. Who screws up walking in a play? Apparently, me.
7. Be a princess – no, I’m too old for this stuff. I should’ve outgrown this dream a decade ago.

This is really hard, I don’t have the wisdom of the youngest Peverell brother. You get what I meant, right? No? Hello Harry Potter? The deathly hallows? No?

 Moving on… maybe I’ll just settle with my second choice. With unlimited funds, I don’t have to work a day in my life, and I can even help people all over the world.  And maybe I’ll eventually be famous or something, I can even be a real princess! With my unlimited funds I can buy an island somewhere and make it my princessdom(?). And I don’t have to teleport, I’ll have my very own jet and that will fly me to wherever. I know this won’t guarantee a perfect husband or world peace but at least I’ll get to make little changes in the world by helping those in need.

How about you? What would you wish for? (I’m still aware I don’t have readers on this blog, so maybe I’ll just wish for readers?)

Dear Samantha Brown

 

Will you be my friend? I know Finn Hudson clearly pointed it out on Glee that it's uncool to ask a person to be your friend. But I just can't help it, I REALLY WANT YOU TO BE MY FRIEND. (Can I put any more emphasis to my last sentence? ) I always wanted to be your friend, but I just recently had the confidence to ask you. You see, gaining confidence is not only the key but I also had to be a hundred percent sure that I want to be friends with you. I need to know that I'm not blinded by your celebrity status and the fact that you are the "girl with the best job in the world". Taking away those two things, I am pretty sure I still want to be your friend. I made a list on why I want to be friends with you. And I'll be making one too for why I don't want to.

REASONS WHY I WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH SAM:

• She always have the perfect hair; even when biking or walking on the beach. Why can't I have perfect hair like hers? Mine gets on my face every time.
• She looks way younger than her age, maybe traveling does that to her? (But I on the other hand age a few years when traveling, especially when I'm paying.)
• People she meets on her day job open  up their homes for her, even if they've just met her for a few seconds.
• She's a great guest to their homes. (Hello she's televising their meeting and their homes?)
• She's being offered food left and right, front and back. It makes me wonder where she puts all those food? She's got  nice bod.
• Samantha Brown have GREAT WEEKENDS,
• and we Asians are all under her spell, SAMANTHA'S ASIA (need I say more?)

REASONS WHY I DON'T WANT TO BE FRIENDS WITH SAM:

• where would I send my mails? She's all over the world! 

I hope you're convinced now that I really, seriously, pinky swear want to be your friend.

Your future friend,

Kriann

PS If we ever become friends where should I send your friendship bracelet? But if not, is there a waiting list or something where I could sign up? :-)

TV, TV and more TV

"Earl I've got something new I want you to try." "That's the same sentence that got me hooked on cocaine in the 80s."

 

I've just recently started watching 2 Broke Girls, it's a bit different from my getting-longer-by-the-hour list of TV shows that I watch. And I think we've already established years ago that I watch way too much TV. I'm a TV junkie, not just some TV junkie but I'm somewhat inclined to watch all these crazy teen dramas. Honestly, I watch most of these shows not because the premise is promising but because of their wardrobe. God they have really good stylists on set! And these juvenile boys that aren't so juvenile in real life. Seriously, why do they always make 20-something guys play teenagers? I feel like a cougar gawking at them. And of course, the setting is essential for me to get hooked on a TV show. And that made me watch 2 Broke Girls, it's set in THE CITY. My favorite city on the planet, NYC. 

And unlike the shows that I watch, this show is a sitcom so there's no need for me to stall and press the pause button while watching because there aren't any cliffhangers, no need to guess who A is, or when Blair would be scheming or is Sutton dead? This show doesn't require the viewer to guess or think, but just have a good laugh or two. And they make pop culture references that I can relate to. And I can somewhat relate to Max (played by Kat Dennings), not the cynicism part but I know deep down we have something in common. Wait! I think I know what we have something in common, we're all broke in our 20s! I don't know about you, but I enjoy watching this show, reminds me of Friends and SATC. But maybe because of the city, but who cares.

And since, I'm trying to put myself out here, I'll make a list of the shows that I watch here and pray that no one reads my blog so I can still sleep at night without being judged by any of you here.

Don't judge me: Gossip Girl, Pretty Little Liars,The Lying Game, The Vampire Diaries, The Secret Circle, Switched at Birth, The Walking Dead, Game of Thrones, Nikita, New Girl, Drop Dead Diva, 2 Broke Girls, Jessie, Wizards of Waverly Place

Basing on my TV choices, you can say that I have MPD. Yep, that's what my other self thinks. :-)

What's my Fortune?

I check my horoscope daily, not that I put my life on the care of some phone applications but I just kind of got used to it. So today, I checked my "fortune" as I always do and here's what it told me:

DailyHoroscope for Aries
Oct 3 2011

You may be wondering why you should bother trying - or rather, trying again - to reach an important goal. You have tried before, probably more than once, and you have not been successful. You are probably feeling sorry for yourself, and figuring that it just isn't meant to be. But did you know, Aries, that the first Harry Potter book was rejected at least a dozen times before it went on to enjoy explosive success? You've been knocked down, but it's time to get back up. Keep on trying.

Copyright (c) DailyHoroscope.

This is exactly what I'm feeling right now. Freaky or just pure coincidence but this totally makes sense. I've already planned on giving up on this thing that i've been going to and through. But I realized that I should just try all over again, even if it means another failure. Who knows, I might have my luck on the next try.

Things To Do

It feels like ages since the last time I wrote something here. I’ve been and still am a cannonball of emotions. I don’t even know where to begin, so many things happened in the last couple of months. Our family lost a dear member, suffice to say that I also lost a part of myself. But I'm done brooding (I suppose), and now I'm up on my heels again ready to take on the world (I really hope so).

With this new-ish attitude I'm making myself a to-do list for the week, the month, the year, and before I turn 30.

To-do list for the week:

1. Finish the book that I'm currently reading.
2. Show up for that "thing" no matter what happens (this maybe a life changing thing for me).
3. Make new friends (this is possible if I'll be able to do #2).
4. Go house hunting (we seriously need to move out).
5. De-clutter everything, my room, my life.

To-do list for the month:

1. Move to a new place.
2. Read another book or two or three.
3. Finish a sketch/story. I never accomplish anything these days. Everything just falls into the trash. Yeah, that's kinda my life story.
4. De-clutter my life (this will always be on my lists)

To-do list for the year:

1. Learn Cannon on D Major on the piano (my grandmother would be really proud of me wherever she may be)
2. Travel to at least 5 destinations, domestic or international
3. Finish my portfolio (this is way too long overdue)
4. De-clutter my life.

To-do list before I turn 30:

Just so we're clear I still have a few years before I turn 30, but I just remembered the TV movie 7 Things To Do Before I'm 30 so I'm doing this list. I don't know if I'll have 7, as long as I have to accomplish something before I say adieu to my 20s.

1. Visit at least 20 countries before I'm 30 and I'll be able to that if I accomplish # 2 of my to-do list for the week.
2. Visit Dubrovnik before it turns to ruins.
3. Put up a business whether small or huge, it doesn't matter.
4. Go skydiving. (I ripped it off from the movie, sorry)
5. De-cluttered my life (take note of the ED, past tense baby)

I'll try my all to accomplish all of these. I'll update this entry as soon as I've accomplished anything on the list.

Time Like This I Wish I Were a Boy

I’m a woman girl woman, and I love every bit of it, almost. Don’t get me wrong I have nothing against my specie; in fact I am proud being one. Like most girls, I enjoy shopping (window shopping in my case these days), I love getting dolled up. I enjoy chick flicks and chick lits, I watch and read real and sensible movies and books, but I couldn’t just say no to a chance of having a good laugh while watching a rom com movie or reading a Sophie Kinsella or Lauren Weisberger book. And I am most certainly not the type who will pass on the opportunity of having coffee or dinner with my girlfriends.

I love being a woman, especially in this era where humanity treats women and men equally. Well almost equally as there are still parts of the world that thinks men are superior to women. But you get my point, do you? This era where we have women at the top, figuratively speaking, makes me even prouder.

But there are just times that I wish I were a boy. And I’m talking about that time of the month. I’m not speaking for girls in general, but let’s just say that I hate being a girl when I have my period. I’m not bothered with the menstruation, but I am deeply bothered with all the pain this brings me. I feel like I die at least a couple of days EVERY MONTH of my pre-menopausal life. I feel like life is sucked out of me every time. I have a severe case of dysmenorrhea, I tried everything but it never went away. I think it has something to do with the genes, my mom had the same case too, as well as my aunts.

I don’t PMS (I hope I’m right, friends?) but I have MS! When I’m MS-ing feel free to stay out of my hair because I always find something that will annoy and irritate me. Even the air has the power to irritate me when I’m MS-ing, I don’t want ACs, fans or even breeze when I’m having my period, I feel like it’s just making the pain worse. I can’t also get out of bed, I have the energy of a withered plant. I’m cranky times 10 when I’m MS-ing. Who won’t be when it’s so hard for you to get out of bed even when you just want to pee?

I hope now you get my point why I want to be a boy for at least 2 days a month. And now is actually one of those days. But thinking about all the stuff guys do... gross! Nah! I think I'll take the cramps.

Rebecca Black's New 'Moment'

A friend of mine posted a link to Rebecca Black’s new song on Facebook. The video’s flooded with relentless bashing and hate comments. I’m not a fan of Rebecca Black or her music but I don’t go around telling people that. I just don’t get why people hate her so bad. I know for sure it’s not because of her song, or songs for that matter because there are lots of kids/teens in Hollywood that are as talented (or lack thereof as most people think) as her. They say she’s way too auto-tuned, but isn’t half of the artists in the world of pop music?

After watching the music video, I called my nieces (aged 7 & 8) for their opinion on Rebecca Black’s new song (yes, kids are my reliable sources, they are very honest with their opinions), they say they like it better than Friday. They liked Friday actually, they’re kids and would want any song that they’ll be able to dance to. One of my two nieces said that she liked the songs but won’t admit it to her friends because they won’t talk to her because they don’t like Rebecca Black also because their older sisters or cousins hated her. The other one said she like the songs and she’s not ashamed to admit it. In fact, she asked me to visit and film her, she wanted a music video of her own too.

Even after asking my nieces I still haven’t figured out why almost everyone on the internet hates Rebecca Black. I start to think maybe people don’t really hate her, maybe they’re like my niece they just won’t admit it. Or maybe it’s because she was just an ordinary girl who wanted a music video of her own and became an internet sensation eventually. Let’s admit it, it’s every regular teenager’s dream: to be famous for something, anything. (I’m no longer a teen but I still have that dream. ☺) It just so happen that her music video on youtube went viral and made her famous (or infamous).

I’m not an expert, no one died and made me one. But for what’s it worth I think her new song is a level-up from the last one.

PS Posting on the web that you hate her won’t make her any less famous/infamous. In fact, it’ll even make her a trending topic.

Que Pasa?

What do you wear when you’re meeting your dad for the first time after a very long time? Don’t ask me how long, I can’t tell you, I lost track a long time ago. Anyway, he called my brother yesterday and asked us to join his family for a Sunday luncheon to celebrate my half-brother’s 7^th birthday. Just like that, as if nothing happened, as if we never lost communication. I have lots of questions in my mind right now like “why now?” ”Why didn’t he call me instead?” But I reflected on those and I’m just thankful that we decided to put our differences aside and we'll just sit together for a meal as a family. I hope it goes well, I really hope so. I may not have hinted this before to anyone but I’m really looking forward to the day that we’ll be seeing each other again. Where everything’s well and we’ll just talk about anything but the fallout. I’m not the type of person that dwells on the dark parts of my life, as much as possible I try to get over it and just move on. I’m a firm believer of the phrase “everything happens for a reason”.

I haven’t seen him in a very long time and I don’t know what would I feel or how would I react when I see him again. Cry? Smile? Laugh? If I’ll have any control of my emotions, I would like it to be a mixed of the three, shedding some tears of joy I suppose. I will never cry, it’ll totally look like a full on chick flick. If I’ll laugh, I’d look like a crazy person. Maybe I’ll just smile, play cool. Whatever! Come what may.

I don’t know what got into me but I really want to dress up. I know you’ll all say that my outfit should be the least of my concern, there are other important things I should concern myself about, like how will I do my untamed hair, or should I wear lipgloss or lipstick. Am I right? No? Really, those are not important stuff? How come? Anyway back to me wanting to dress up. Maybe it’s a daughter’s instinct, maybe I want to show him how I’ve grown up and changed since the last time we saw each other, or maybe I just want his approval. Just maybe. But I already kind of have an idea why I want to dress up. I want to divert my attention, I don’t want to think about the meeting itself because I’m afraid I’d jinxed it and screw up.

Seriously, what do you wear on that kind of day? I really need your help. This is so much worse than meeting a guy you’re dating’s family. Is it?

I use my smartphone for...

Most people use their smartphones for “smart stuff” like emails and all the other business-y stuff that smart people or people just pretending to be smart do. I on the other hand rarely use my smartphone even for calling and texting. I rarely text because I’m just not a fan of it, I find it really exhausting. I only make calls every once in a blue moon unless it’s an emergency, and I also rarely answer my calls since it’s perpetually on silent mode and I’m asleep most of the time when I’m not at work. I use my smartphone not for the phone features but for the applications, I solely use it for entertainment purposes.

Twitter.

Übersocial is the most overused application on my phone. I’m not a twitter addict. No! Never! I can go for days without tweeting, I just love reading the tweets of the awesome people that I follow. And you know there are lots of things happening on twitter. And there are loads of hilarious people on twitter too. It is also a very special place, where regular people become celebrity and celebrity becomes regular people.

Facebook.

Not a Facebook addict either, I don’t go updating my FB status every 10 minutes like most people do. Seriously people, it’s Facebook not Twitter! If you want to update your status every 10 minutes or less get a twitter account. Like twitter I used Facebook to get “updated” with my friends’ lives. With Facebook I don’t have to ask my friends anything. They simply tell me who they’re dating, what they’re doing, what they’re dating and who they’re doing. See? It’s like my very own E! channel.

NY Times Crossword.

I’m not being a smartass here. In fact, I rarely never get the whole puzzle. Sometimes I just get 20 words and 10 of those were filled because of the hint button. But I still love doing the crossword puzzle, makes my brain think or think of ways to cheat. Nevertheless it’s one of the reasons I charged my phone’s battery when it’s drained.

Hangman.

I love playing Hangman, it was the game my best friend and I used to play when we’re having our Math class in high school. Having it on my phone makes me reminisce all the fun I had playing the game. I play it on my phone all the time, but I only play two categories: Geography and movies.

Magic 8 Ball

I make decisions in my life basing on the magic 8 ball’s answers. Kidding! No, I don’t let a virtual ball decide my life, silly, I have an actual magic 8 ball for that. Hahaha! No, it’s definitely not true. I just ask the magic 8 ball for some senseless questions. It keeps me company especially when I’m bored waiting for my shrink’s appointment. If you’re asking why I’m seeing a shrink it’s because of my excessive use of the magic 8 ball. Makes sense right?

Marked Up

I really want to have a tattoo. I've been meaning to have one since I was in college. But I'm just too scared: scared of my mom freaking out, and scared of me freaking out when I see the needle. Do they use more than one needle? I've no idea, but I know a single needle is enough to scare the hell out of me.

What do I do? I guess I'm stuck with temporary tats for now till I get over my fear of needles and till my pain tolerance levels up.

Do you have tattoos? What is it? Or if you want to have one what will it be?

PS Again I'm fully aware that I have no readers and I just want to pretend that I have. Got a problem with that?

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My Guilty Pleasures

Candies.

It’s just right that I put them on top of my list. M&M’s, Toblerone, Cadbury, Jelly Belly, Skittles are my favorite in the world! I don’t care if I’m not PMS-ing. (I read somewhere that chocolates are good for you when PMS-ing, they prevent cramps and headaches during your periods) I eat them on a regular basis. I’ll have them for breakfast or dinner. Not for lunch though, I rarely do lunch. Why I don’t do lunch? That’s an entirely different blog post.

Sleeping.

I need at least 7 hours of sleep a day, if I don’t get that much sleep say hello to Miss Cranky right here. I sleep a lot, and by a lot I mean a whole lot. I can sleep the entire weekend, only leaving my bed to pee. If wearing diapers were classy, I would’ve gladly worn one that way I don’t have to get off from bed.

Books.

I love ‘em. I used to have a vast collection of books but there are just some friends that don’t know how the concept of returning the stuff you borrow works. So, I’m only left with half of what I used to have.

Reading Gossip Sites.

I am so not proud of this but if some people need a cup of coffee in the morning to start their day, this is what I do. I want a cup of Josh Duhamel with a teaspoon of Zac Efron please. And I also want to stay updated with the lives of my celebrity girl crushes and secretly wish I’m one of them too. A girl can dream, right?

Shopping.

This is one guilty pleasure that I actually feel guilty after doing. I used to shop impulsively and when I get home I beat myself up for buying stuff that I don’t actually need or want. Just because they’re on sale doesn’t always mean that you have to buy them.

Sex and the City.

This is borderline comfort and junk food for my soul. I can’t get enough of these girls ladies and the city. I can relate to each one of them. I’m Carrie, with a teaspoon of Charlotte, a tablespoon of Miranda and a dash of Samantha.

Writing.

When I feel sad, I write, when I feel happy, I write. In fact I don’t have to feel anything to want to write. I write all the time. I keep a little notebook in my purse to write my thoughts or just anything. I’ve got tons of write ups back home which consist of unfinished stories, notes to myself, senseless and pointless whatever. Name it I have written it. Re-reading those stuff made me realized two things. I’m really bad at writing poems and I have neat and really good penmanship.

What are your guilty pleasures? Please share them.

PS I am definitely aware that I only have 5 readers who rarely comments. But I just love pretending I have lots. It’s my blog anyway, I can write whatever I want.

Felices Compleaño Mommy Lory

My mommy Lory is the one in red, with her signature glasses. These are her "paparazi shots". Hahaha

Today is a very special day, it's the birthday of my mommy Lory, my maternal grandmother. My mommy and I can't stay in a room without arguing but I love her no matter what, and I know she feels the same for me. Mommy is old-fashioned when it comes to raising kids, I happen to know this because I've lived with my grandparents from second grade till I graduated high school. There were lots of rules in the house that needed to be followed. No TV after dinner, lights off at 9 during school nights, practice playing the piano after school and weekends, no partying, no hanging out with friends after school, no slouching and the list goes on... Some of these I sort of followed but I think it is normal for a teenager to rebel. I sneaked out of the house every chance that I got, I read inside my closet with a flashlight after 9PM so that she won't notice any light from my room. I make up school projects or anything school related just so I can get out of the house at night and hang out with my friends. During those years all I ever wanted was to get out of high school and start college right away just so I could be free.

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't living a Cinderella-like life before she met prince charming, in fact it's the opposite. I was showered with love and care by my mommy, my grandparents tried to give me everything that I needed and wanted. They paid for my school trips, trips with my friends to the city, and all the stuff that my mom won't buy me because it's not "necessary". I didn't realize all the things she did for me. In my teenage mind my definition of freedom is hanging out with my friends and partying with them as often as I want.

Looking back, I thank my mommy for everything, for all the things she did for me. I thank her for teaching me how to play the piano. For the summer and Christmas vacations, for all the fashion advice she gave me. Did I tell you that she was and is still a good dresser? My mommy dresses up even when she' got nowhere to go. And all the other "trade secrets" she told me. I know I won't be who I am today without her love and guidance.

I miss my mommy so much, I only see her once or twice a year but even when we rarely see each other, we still argue. I think that's just the way we are.

I love you mommy Lory! Happy 78th Birthday.

Qs & As

I'm not in the mood to write something sensible here. I just want to share with you some stuff I read from one of the blogs I follow. I try to answer the questions like I am on an interview, or not.

Name: Kristin Ann

Where you’re from: A little coastal town in the Zamboanga peninsula in the Philippines, called Margos.

Sexuality: Straight. But I have quite a handful of celebrity girl crushes.

Sex: Female.Age: 26, there I said it!

Biggest Passion: I love reading, but I think know that I love writing more. It is what I always wanted to do when I was kid. I would write poems, no not poems, I suck at writing poetry, I would just write about anything, but not poems. I’ve written plays that we got to perform at school, and my most prized possession was the typewriter that wasn’t even mine. Well, it was my aunt’s but I kept on borrowing it from her that it made its residency at my room official.

Biggest turn on: I have quite a fascination for men with glasses, I’m attracted to men who look smart and are really smart. When I see a guy who has his glasses on, I would melt. But I draw the line between sexy geek and just plain nerd looking.

Single/Taken: Single. I am very single, don’t ask me for how long I won’t tell you but it is longer than you expected. The reason for this I think is that I have “single forever” tattooed on my forehead. I don’t plan on being single forever but I just don’t want to settle for the douches hanging around.

Biggest dream: I have lots of dreams. I want to be a published writer, I want to write a book and actually published it, I also want to be the next editor of Vogue (when are you retiring Anna Wintour?). Host my own TV show. Be a rock star and win a Grammy, be an actress and you guess it right… bag an Oscar for acting, and screenplay. Tour the world, mostly Europe. And live in NYC.

I’ve no idea how am I going to make all these happen, but I’ll be happy if I just get to live the last one. I’ve been dreaming of New York ever since I first laid my eyes on a NY postcard. I would kill to be having coffee on a Sunday while doing the NY Times crossword in a teeny tiny coffee shop in Manhattan, and I would take the blaring sirens at night and take the subway just to be able to live in New York.

Favorite colour: White, black and gray. My closet is forever on a winter mode, though we don’t have winter in this part of the world.

Favorite drink: When I started watching Sex and the City I didn’t have an idea what Cosmopolitan tastes like and why Carrie and her posse loved it, but when I got to try it, it was love at first sip.

Favorite type of music: Alternative rock and some pop songs, but definitely no boybands.

Favorite band: The Script

Favorite singer: Natasha Bedingfield and Adele

Favorite tv show: Sex and the City, I always see myself hanging out with them, the younger versions of them or the older version of me hanging out with them.

Favorite actor: Hugh Grant. I love British guys, they look so dapper and dashing.

Favorite actress: Audrey Hepburn, Helen Hunt.

Favorite movie: Breakfast at Tiffany’s, A Love Affair

Favorite books: Wuthering Heights

Something random: I am good at packing. I can pack and still be organized even though I only have 30 minutes to pack for a week’s trip. And I’m also addicted to NY Time’s crossword puzzle app on my phone.