I cracked the last level of a computer game that I was playing. Yup, it felt pretty good.
I started frequenting a gym. Egged on mostly because you listen to forty somethings in office discussing how many miles they can run an hour and the number of half marathons they have completed. Given that they are older and busier than me, I really don't have any excuse for not looking after my stamina.
I am quitting books. Just the buying part - my house now resembles a mini library. Need to finish at least half of them before I buy more! Oh well... second hand books really don't count - College Street, here I come!
I partied. In style. With my seniors. We danced, and it felt good to shake a leg.
I got a tattoo. A spray-on one. And it got me the most interesting person's attention in our alumni meet. Even though it was half hidden by my shirt sleeve, she came running over to me and gleefully shouted " Tattoo!!" Bless her seven year old soul, I had a better time in that party that I ever thought I would.
I straightened my hair. To some extent, given my hair stylists determined efforts to maintain at least some curls.
I saw Cheeni Kum and found pony tails sexy. I officially declare myself as a fan of Tabu, hereafter.
I caught up with Jack Sparrow, seated between two 11 year olds, pointing out Keith Richards to them and urging them to explore Rock music.
I saw Shrek 3, and went awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww... over him.
I met up with my batchmates. I am looking forward to meeting them again. And again.
I get to pack my bags on a regular basis these days, thanks to my job।
And I started a photo blog to post the snaps here