its the tinkling sensation once again!!

After partying till 430 AM on a monday night, i am literally sleep deprived and should be acting like a zombie. but inspite of the hangover and severe lack of sleep and the paranoia of dozing off on three important life-changing meetings, here i am brimming with excess energy. So much so that i don't mind writing this blog while my boss is here all the way from Mumbai. I am fit as a fiddle and so excited that i can hardly keep my arse rooted to the fancy revolving chair.

Its the most obvious question...Why am i so excited...am i getting a raise or meeting my boyfriend...neither of which i have the privilege of owning...i wouldn't be writing this blog then, would i??? Its called pure joy or in Biological terms it might also be known as hormone imbalance as a result of a physical reaction to disprin...So i am jumping around, beating up my unsuspecting colleagues, irritating my hapless roomy into participating in my torrential inappropriate most-unladylike behaviour.

Then again is this feeling so random as all that or the little attention i got last night.....a thought to ruminate on....that is random in itself...anyway so the party last night was with a bunch of ol collegemates, the ones you thought you might never meet again, considering that one is inconsiderate about keeping in touch....it was so much fun...we were like kids...playing dumbtionary....don't even bother to figure that one out......hidden talents peeping through tired skins...war cries tearing through the dead of the night...wow that is random right there!!!what am i trying to get at??? moral of the story...is that sometimes its good to be young and random and less depressed and cynical.....to be with random people doing bizzarre stuff...it rejuvenates you....and probably this is why i am so excited today...plain happiness after meeting old friends.....

so here i am after 3hours of broken sleep trying to gather myself and brace myself for official meeting and stuff.....trying to be all adult like while my heart is skipping years behind to the time i was 17...hmmmm...i m feeling all smug and content...feeling blessed to have such good friends.....who turn up after 3-4 years and can still talk to me like it was just last evening that we parted from the Dhaba in college. Life is good...till the meeting starts atleast!!!