2012 is here! Bhagooooo!

Its been ages since I've blogged...I kno. Either I've lost my sense of humor..or life has. I vote both :P
In a few days, my 24th new year will dawn. And hopefully the last. Mugagagagga.
Now let me tell you, why being a 24 year old girl is no fun:

1. All the maamis/friends turned maamis begin all conversations with you, with 'So...eppo kalyanam panikara plans?'
2. You do not understand your friends anymore. They have all moved on to different lives.
3. You do not understand what you are doing with your 'career' anymore. All you are sure of is finishing off all the lunch in your carrier *ha ha whattey witty play on word...i'm a genius i know*

Yes yes...very sad lives we lead. Regular Cinderellas we are. :P

So what have i been upto all this time I have been in hibernation? I've been...umm...actually hibernating. No really...that, and eating. In every possible place. With every possible perumation and combination of friends. That is actually one thing that has never changed abt my friends till date though. They, like me, can relate/conclude/lead any topic to food. Aha! :D

I have also switched jobs....just because I was bored of sitting in the same place, doing the same thing, over and over again. Now I am sitting in another desk, like some 1km away from the old one, doing the same thing, over and over again. And hanging out with the same ppl. Whattey rollercoaster ride no? Switching jobs?

I am alsooo getting married...does not seem to sink in no matter how many times I say it. My biggest worry as of today, is remembering to get married. I might just plan some trip or sleep off that day. So my life must be considerably different now, you think? I am marrying a friend. So no new rush of remance and what not.

I wonder how so much yet so little can happen to one person.

ooh ooh...I did go to a metallica concert...thats one strike off my bucket list...in a salwar. I was hoping to stand out in the crowd. Damn the middle aged lady in crisp cotton sari who stole my thunder and kept getting shown on the big screen!
Btw here's a review of it...i guess thats how everyone of felt after the concert:
http://headbangers.in/news/latest-news/metallica-live-at-%E2%80%98rock-in-india%E2%80%99-a-review/

Yups...thats how my year has been pretty much....very..umm...cheerful...I know.

Mebbe better luck next year :D

Now that you have suffered through a random senseless post, welcome back :D

For the looking glass

Warning: Heavy girlie content ahead!
It is unanimously agreed that I am a fashion dyslexic...actually plain lazy wud b better suited but it just doesnt have the same elan as 'fashion dyslexic' :P
So what happens when i visit a 'bridal' parlor with a bunch of the other members of the 'fairer sex' of the BG street household? Something along the lines of a romcom movie.....I guess the parlor is the only place that has actually made me feel guilty for my lack of expertise on facials,manicures and pedicures.
Enter the bride..followed by lots of noise about who needs to do what before the wedding...one budding beauty wants the 'pearl facial', while that aunt who's always asked u y u havent dun a chin reduction(I have this beautiful dokku aka elongated chin...something I share with the likes of Lara Dutta) wants a 'chocolate pedicure'....then thrs the 'hair spa' guaranteed to make ur hair luk like u'v jus walkd off a shampoo ad...oh! there r just so many terms..i cant even remember all if it now!
Amidst all this chaos is ME...going 'huh?' n 'y?!'...so our fave aunt decides to help out the poor bewildered creature(Fave Aunt:"Whatever are you going to do wen its ur wedding?! I am never going to leave ur side!!" Me:Aghast!)n looks at me, top to bottom n says 'Pls give her a facial n a pedicure' to the 'beauty specialist' (BS for short) nearby and walks off.
Now I'm stuck...all alone..more confused than ever...protesting to the air where my aunt was..shouting 'but i have allergiesss!'
BS: 'Dont worry madam...we'l make sure nothing happens to u'
Me(wishing I was fast asleep at home..i was sleep deprived then u kno!):Umm....ok
BS: 'What kind of facial do u want maam?'
Me:Ummm....wat do u have?
BS: !$%*@!&#)*!@&#_!#*(
Me: How abt i just do the pedicure?
BS:Sure maam...how abt @#%^@(!&^@!*)@(*)!@?
Me: Do u have a regular one?
BS: U mean..@)!@(!)?
Me: yes, tat one thanx!

Then, feeling like a bumbling idiot, I had a pedicure...the point for which I still dont get....cant ppl wash their feet with dettol n soap in their own homes? Is it the nail polish that poses a problem then? Sheesh!

So once that got over, I waited for the others(who tuk all afternoon AND evening), and at the end of teh day, as per the 'Beauty Specialists', were ravishing n either lookin '10 yrs younger' or magically missing spots on the forehead(to me..they all looked the same..just cleaner!)
All in all, I felt like Alice in Wonderland..

Question Marks

How long does it take an average person to move on in life? I really gotto know the answer to this question....it might just prove to me if i'm retarded or not. Is it because of the endless, mindless monotony thats driving me to madness?(Yeah..even more than i was before....thr! i'v saved u the energy required for typing tat!)
Lately, I've been beginning sentences with 'I miss...' to much lately....like 'I miss going for walks after EC in my ragged 'bhavan' clothes during the spring season'...or 'I miss eating lays on the 3rd level of balli'. I seem to have made a habit out of it...
The funny part is..whatever I am coplaining of right now....I'd had much more to handle in Pilani....of course, my whole life dint 'seem' to depend on it...i say seem coz i am still sure there's more to life than going to work and coming back everyday....funny tho...it feels like tats exactly the only thing i do! Oh ya...thrs also the mindless staring at different colours of saris....n nodding n smiling wen u hafta...
I have worked for hours n hours together in Pilani...I've had my share of marathon sessions of tests.....I've had my share of arguments with ppl arnd me...I still giggle now as much as i used to before....but what makes me soooo desperately bored now? So bored that I cant even decipher what I have typed here in the past few seconds?

Grown Up World is boringggg....

Sighhhhhhhhhhhhh!