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a month old


m well a month old here now.

almost gotten myself into a routine here, though try hard to avoid that. weeks are full of lots o work to do. there's alwes an assignment o a quiz round the corner, n weekends sometimes crawl and sumtimes fly off. Time s flying overall... n i think it won b long b4 its december.

Got a bunchful of gals out here that make up my so called comfort zone. times with them are full of loads o laughter. i'd never thought i d ever get along with gals this well.

Our class is all but ten ppl, n m gettin to know some of them only now. Esp after our dept provided us with a readin room. Thankfully i m nt so sleepy as the first 2 weeks here.

The other day we went shoe shopping, ended up with much more than shoes... Shopping always cheers me up. It had been a LOOOOOng week n shopping was just wat i needed. we went to the city in a rick, n then into a mall, shoe shopping, then went further to another mall in search of a lappy shop. but there was none. decided jus to glance things in the mall, ended up shopping there too... crowded mall, independence day crowd.missed flag hoisting on 15th aug again. over slept as usual.

going to Kanpur(the city i mean, my col is on the outskirts) is a pain. the sights and sounds are so unpleasant. thats probably one thing that discourages u from goin out to often. yeah the traveller in me misses going around. taking it a little slow this sem. wanna settle my academics straight first. may be more of exploring in the days to come. Though there isn't much in Kanpur itself, there are quite a few places tat are an overnight journey from here. Hoping for some of those in the weekends to follow. The traffic is pure crazy... everyone drives with a blind belief tat he owns the road.

had a basketball match sometime in between with the other hostel gals. at the end of an hour of play all i wanted to do was drop flat on the court. there's another one tomo. m stil deciding between going and not.

joined a gym cause i realised that mess food is actually working well fr me.

besides work n squeezing time for ppl, the list of ppl on my call list is dwindling. a few numbers run in a loop. messaging has reduced to 10% of wat i would before. and so also an exponential decrease in the time i spend on the net. the average time i spend online at a stretch is roughly 15 minutes, which comprises of checking my institute inbox, facebook and gmail. i almost forgot i have a twitter account, n my blog often stares blankly at me.

a story is runnin somewhere in my head... so hope to write soon.

ciao till then...

Bubbles
one of my first pics here

peacocks are a plenty here

Apeksha's bday, theme:balloons


Raka's bday, Theme :bandits
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