The Leap Year

Just wanted to file this day in my blog, so next time someone asked me what I did last time it was Feb 29th, I actually remember :)

Its been a nice week, this one. Mostly cos I had a couple of days off work, where I got to bum around - run some errands, eat loads and generally chill ! Much needed respite, I tell you.. Yesterday was spent sleeping in - literally. So today I decided to get going on all those things on my long *wish* to do list. Got a few things clicked off - got a brand new pair of trainers, and couldn't resist the temptation to try them on and play a few games. Loved them, to say the least. A long shower, and some quick brunch (I dont know if something you eat at 5 in the evening can be classified as brunch, but ah heck!) followed by a lovely evening out with some old pals. Its nice to meet with old friends, just catching up and sharing good times. Miss doing that more often..

There is a musical lined up for saturday evening tommorrow, and a brunch with the girl friends on sunday. And before I know it it will be Monday and the routine buzz will kick in. Damn.

Blabber

Something I had slogged my arse off for has finally paid off, and to say the least, I'm quite thrilled about it! But its funny how someone you've never met, someone whom you have absolutely no control over, someone who hardly cares you exist and someone in a completely different part of the part, a whole different hemisphere can take away the pleasure of enjoying the sweet taste of success. Annoying? You bet. Anyway. Back to more pleasant things. So this thing working out means I have semi-reached a goal I had set myself 18 months back. There is a fairly long way to the finish mark, really, but finishing this first lap makes me feel much more confident, and look ahead with the right spirit.. Thank God, for the way things have turned out, and here's praying for better times :)

It is a whole other story where the thought of not really being able to share this with anyone kills me! The only people I could genuinely share it with, and I had hoped would be really happy for me reacted in a manner that, took me aback a little bit. Well I always knew some people were fairly money minded - but this blatently so? I didn't see that coming! From the length of the conversation to the cheer to the rather intrusive questions, I suddenly felt jolted. Suddenly I had to stop sharing and some sort of disappointment, some hard hitting reality struck me. After all, I was the magical machine that churned out success, remember?

In other news, I have finally decided to shake off that lazy bone and take up some fun activities. The lowest of lows about feeling absolutely useless and not having any life nor activity that I felt passionately about finally took its toll on me last weekend - thank God for small mercies! So I'm finally in for some fun fitness lessons and sports - I hope I will enjoy! It's probably the first time I'm signing up for something like this, so really hope things do work out well .. it will be great to finally have an activity I feel passionate about again!

Antisocial?

Its been one more of those months which have just whizzed past me. January 2008.

Over the last couple of weeks I've been thinking about my social life, generally the things I do outside of work. Admittedly its a short list, and the people I meet and am affected by are surprisingly few. For someone who always had loads and loads of friends, multiple invites to different interesting events, I find this a bit odd suddenly. To have weekends to myself and nothing to do, nowhere to go makes me feel restless. And when I do have invites to go to fun interesting places, meet new people - I clam up. Just switch on some sort of an automatic antisocial mode button. Two weekends in a row, I've attended fancy parties. Both of which I made an exit before the party really took off even. One was a crowd of strangers, people I did not particularly know or like. So understandably I was not quite at ease there. But given I was having this huge craving to meet new and interesting people and move on with things, this would have been my fantastic window of opportunity. But weirdly enough about two hours of small talk and some minimal socialising (read exchange courtesies and remarks on the weather) later, I decided that was it and headed back making a losuy headache as my excuse. Yesterday's party was slightly better than that. I knew most of the crowd, so had a fairly nice time chatting away. But again, somewhere around two hours into the talking, I dont know if its the fatigue of a crazy week at work or just sheer boredom - but I had to excuse myself and get out of there. It's terrible, cos somewhere I know I used to fit into these social scenes really well earlier. May be its my non glam image or my attempts to stay sober that throws me off the party hopper scene. I see friends who are all out there - meeting new "interesting"/"eligible" people, going out late into Friday night, partying the night away and all that jazz. I miss doing all that sometimes. Miss having company to do that kind of crazy partying, miss being out there meeting new people. But then again, sometimes I wonder even whether I want to be the social butterfly anymore. Especially how easily bored and frustrated I am when I do go out and don't find people all that interesting. I probably don't (want to be the social butterfly, i.e.) Yet sitting here on a saturday night, having spent the evening with myself makes me want to fret and feel terribly antisocial. Confused? Depressed? Antisocial? I dont know. I dont have the answers.