As we all know, I was born in the wrong decade. The 70's was where all the fun was. The snazzy symbolism, weird pants and all the free love your system could handle. With my head stuck in the wrong time zone, life here is rather stifling.
I'm watching That 70's show again. I have a predilection for all those psychedelic colours. The thing about shows you grow up with, is that head rush of kiddie memories they bring back. Like your 10th grade self and her obsessions with Gareth Gates, Slam books and Ishan Handa.
I saw Teeth yesterday, thanks to Muchi and her umm.... eclectic tastes. Eating pizza while watching Teeth make one gross combination; I am endowed with steely resolve (and stomach) after living through dinner clashing with Fear Factor and the consumption of maggots/diving in goo etc. My tiny brain could only grasp so much. I think teeth gives female empowerment a whole new mystical spin. I was amused/amazed :)
Semester's ending. this means of course, that assignments are secretly reproducing to produce evil, mutant offspring. I'm on the bad side of swamped. This sem's been a weird one (okay yeah, so I say that about every sem, but this one really has!). If you don't know where you want to be, you'll never be happy where you are. wait, now I'm being sappy
Went to BITS, Pilani couple of weeks ago. Rajasthan is pretty :) and they had McD's.