Interlude: Things I Cannot Do

Before I get back fully on the bandwagon, here's a brief teaser :

For the life of me, I cannot :

(1) Use chopsticks. I'm not as ambidextrous as I would like to believe.

(2) Swim. After failing to convince myself to jump into the deep end of the pool as part of a girls-only swimming class, I am not so keen to take any more lessons anytime soon.

(3) Eat any type of fish roe. Cooked or raw. No thank you, caviar!

(4) Bungee-jump or parachute, even though I love the adrenaline rush of theme park rides - especially roller coasters! So let's stick to roller-coasters, shall we?

(5) Ice-skate, but would like to learn very much.

(6) Snap my fingers.

(7) Whistle. I can wholly empathise with Tigger.

(8) Do the Cartwheel. I used to be able to do a handstand, once upon a time.

(9) Do the Vulcan handsign. Now that Star Trek is in vogue again, I had hoped my fingers would be more limber with age. But as (1) demonstrates, it is only wishful thinking.

(10) Bring myself to abandon blogging for an indefinite period. Hence, that's why I'm back... :)


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