I swear, there are a million situations that take place on a monthly basis where I think to myself, ‘I should blog this.’ Just never happens. So here is the novel like update on my life.
Having a roommate: This has turned out to be an absolute blast. I didn’t think that I would be having as much fun. My roommate and I are complete girly girls and have proceeded to contribute to the bay area retail business in a crazy way. In addition, she loves my cooking. I think that she’s just not that picky. Our joke is that we’re married, she’s the husband. At least I made my parents proud by marrying a doctor.
Marriage: Still not married. But love dating! My mom wants me to ‘pick someone’ by the end of the year. Yeah, because it’s that easy mom. (see, I can talk about my mom, because my mom still doesn’t know how to check her own email so I know she won’t read my blog.) But, my parents should be happy about the added benefits of working at Kensington. I now have a new network of matchmakers/big brothers/sisters. Mom and Dad, Atlanta and the OC are covered.
Relationships: Can long distance relationships really work? I don’t think so anymore. I used be a hopeless romantic, but lately, I’ve just been hopelessly indifferent. Everything is just so much work. I don’t want to change guys or have them change me. I don’t want to think about moving somewhere. I like where I live and I really enjoy my job. Indian boys are all the same though. But, they’re making that same generalization about me too – that Indian girls are the same of course. And guys that like me, I don’t like them back in the same way and vice versa.
Reconnecting: This is still going on. I absolutely love it. Not only am I meeting old friends again, I’m meeting their new friends and developing an incredible network of people.
My brother: I have not talked about this with many people, but my brother left for the army not too long ago. I’m proud of him and the person that he has become. And, I’m proud that he has found a way to combine all of his passions in life by joining the army. I have never seen him so happy or so at peace with life. I still don’t like thinking about him being anywhere near danger, but I’m just being selfish. I know this. It’s not about me. For once.
Funny noises: Do you make funny noises? Well I met someone that does. And he makes them A LOT. The funny thing is that he never even knew that he was making them. Frankly, I don’t know how you could not know. I think I gave this dude a complex. Rightfully so. Noises are weird man. Drives me nuts.
Grad School: Don’t even know what to say here. I’m taking the GMAT again and Kaplan again. If I don’t hit the scores that I need for my target schools, it’s officially not meant to be. I’ll just stick fooling people that I have an MBA by reading and networking and kicking butt at work. And then, I’ll get on the Apprentice.
Birds: I hate them. We have so many by our apartment and I only got 5 freakin hours of sleep because the stupid birds were loudly chirping at 3am. I mean really, what the hell are they doing? And more importantly, get a room! I mean is this something you can complain to your apartment manager about? I bet all the residence in my entire complex had less sleep than normal last night. And most of you who know me, you know that I can sleep through anything. Stupid birds. Hate them. My roommate suggested putting pesticides on the balcony.
Until next year. No really, I'll write more often. Promise.
