Age is but a number....

But 18 is one of the best numbers to be at.

HAPPY FREAKIN' BIRTHDAY TO ME!!

A change of subject

The acid test is the stupid exam.

From spending nights on end with a stack of foolscap, scribbling, solving, deriving and tossing, to perusing short stories, Animal Farm, excerpts from the Mahabharata and *shudder* Sindabad the Sailor (at BA level. REALLY.)

This is the stuff I have to write 3, maybe 5 page answers about.

Why do I get the feeling that MOST of this is gonna be on the spot bullshitting?

Myst needs a modus operandum.

Situation: 'Tis my 18th birthday in a week. Unfortunately, my exams start 3 days after the aforementioned birthday. My best friend (okay, Rushi, ONE of them) is gonna be in town, so I need a plan.

My original plan was to gift myself something. I was going to get tattooed on my 18th, but i'd rather do it with mom's permission.

I currently have no plan. I know I want to be OUT the whole day, which involves me waking up in the morning and not the afternoon, yes. I know I'd like it to be memorable.

And I know I'm on a budget. Kinda.

It doesn't help that I'm relatively new to Bombay and don't always know were to take people out...

I have a beautiful new dress. I don't want to waste it.

So, to the universal forces, and to you people...I say HELP.

Offer your valuable advice. And I will tell you whether it has been followed.

My dentist is a sadist, and I am in pain.

I wish I had masochistic tendencies, at least I'd be very turned on by this.

TWLOHA

It's a bit late, but I'd planned to do it this year and I did.

It's in sketch pen, don't get too excited.

To Write Love on Her Arms is a non-profit movement dedicated to presenting hope and finding help for people struggling with depression, addiction, self-injury and suicide. TWLOHA exists to encourage, inform, inspire and also to invest directly into treatment and recovery.

To Write Love On Her Arms Day is a day where anyone can write the words love on their arms, to support those who are fighting against depression and those who are trying to recovering. On this day, just write love on your arms, and show it off, other people will ask why you have love written on your arms, and you tell them you are supporting to write love on her arms day, and how its benefiting a non profit organization helping stop depression, and make love the movement ♥

I might've been late with the arm-decor, but I'm spreading the word.

November Rain

For the past two days we've had terrible unwinterly humidity. Expecting the same today, I stepped out in shorts.

But what a surprise! The air was dry and blissfully chilly, with a breeze against my face. And a light drizzle.

So very blissful.

Lectures we had two. And after that I just HAD to go to Marine Drive to revel in the weather.

After prancing around, back to the Lit room to sit in on the reading of The Night of January 16th. It's a great play, really gripping. In the two hours it took to finish the reading, the drizzle had opened up into a full fledged shower.

I sat in the balcony wearing shorts and a hoodie, writing. It's PERFECT weather for scotch and smokes, but I have no scotch, and I don't smoke.

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Very excited for tomorrow. Why? Eve Ensler (THE VAGINA MONOLOGUES!) is coming to Bombay. And she's gonna be talking at our college! Thus begins my frantic search to find, download and RE-read the Monologues.

:)

Days go by, past my window.

Yesterday...

I got fined in a train.

I spent the day with one of my favourite people.

I had lunch at Theo :D

I shopped.

Today, dance class, again. It feels SO good to be back!

Exams in....3 weeks.

*panics, runs away.*