Unlike a few other 21 year olds who know who and what they are, I’m still figuring myself out.
For a fact I know that I am a kind of person who enjoys long walks on the beach, irrespective of any company; who reads just about anywhere and everywhere be it dinner table or during lectures; who prefers her stuffed animals ON her bed and not below it or stuffed in some dusty old box; who eats everything that contains chocolate but has still maintained her “Vegetarian” status despite of many persuasions; who wishes to one day write a best selling novel knowing that she has a long way to go with respect to grammar and other “writing” issues (Trust me, I have a long way to go); who would blast multiple genres of music at the same time rather than label herself to stick to just one.
To me, my world is a small little sometimes-happy-sometimes-not place. It is filled with books, my favourite people, some good music to dance to, lots of food and a journal filled with my favourite quotes. Entering my world would mean that you must follow certain rules, and they include being able to handle my Harry Potter craze, going loony over all British men (Yes, I’m talking about Benedict Cumberbatch, the Hemsworth brothers, Tom Hiddleston and their equals) and if not men, then definitely Emma Watson; you must also listen to me talk, and no that’s not easy as I speak even in my sleep. Last but not the least, my world needs cuteness, so if you dislike some cute eye candies such as dogs, cats, rabbits, polar bears and many more, then I’m sorry, you’re just not cut out for the loonyhp world.
Wow. I managed to make myself sound nice.
Oh wait, last fun fact of my life is that I’m extremely proud and happy that my parents named me in such a way that I share my initials with my childhood hero, Harry Potter (hence the “HP” in loonyHP)