Umm...

I am in the middle of one of those identity crisis which strike people when they are 21 and realize they do not really know what exactly they want from life. So I have gone and buried myself in Hyderabad. Strangely, I am happier than I have ever been in the past one year.

I wash clothes, I scrubs floors, I have reduced meals to one a day so that I do not have to consume sambhar, the only recipe the cook apparently is aware of, I share one bathroom with ten other women and the nearest anything is a twenty minute walk away. I am not even sure whether I will even stick till the end of this course.

But, dear blog world, life has never been more hilarious.
(Net connection is limited to the library for now. It is a bit of a do I want to walk for 3 miles for internet question.)

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Sort of a bucket list

I would rather not sleep.

I wish

• to marry a statistician. It is the only way I can pass any of my examinations. If you know of a statistician who is looking out for a wife, point him to this blog. Pretty please?
• to remember the person I had fallen madly in love with three years back. To remember you love a person and not to remember the person is devastating, to say the least.
• to draw new doodles. I am so bored of the typhoons, I shall very soon descend to drawing hearts or swans.
• to sit in the park with Bonky, eating homemade brownies and wondering what life has in store for us.
• I had not forgotten about the latest Artemis Fowl. I can not believe I still have not read it.
  
• I could stop being an utter idiot for once.

It has just struck me.

I AM GOING TO CHENNAI.

I shall now hyperventilate.

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