Welcome

Someone once said to me “You are 22 years old! You have no worries! Go live your life!” I sat and thought back. Yes, I’ll admit I don’t have a mortgage or any loan I need to pay off, big bills to pay, a marriage or some other adult-y thing. But, I will also admit I have my 22 year old worries! I have stuff I need to do.

Now I write this blog as a sort of diary of my life now. I had a blog, which was well used in my school and college days. This is a little grown-up but, at the same time, it’s me, which makes it not grown-up in the classical sense either. I don’t know if I’m making any sense at all but whatever.

Here is what’s going on with me. Lets start of with today, September 10th, 2009. It is my baby’s eighth birthday! She is my heart and soul and I am sooooo happy to be her mommy (mother sounds too serious). I watched her since she was a baby, staying up all night, cleaning up after her, making sure she knows her manners and going to high school the next day. Man, I’m glad I’m beyond those days of being woken up in class! Plus making cerelac is not exactly how I pictured my evenings at 14.

To those who don’t know me and are having palpitations at a girl being a mother at 14, my baby is a dog. But we don’t call her that because it’s demeaning. She is my baby in every sense except, we don’t share the same genes. Whatever. Her name is Gypsy. I named her thus because my mum and I move a lot. We haven’t stayed in a house for more than 3 years tops. So Gypsy is definitely a Gypsy.

Other than her, I am an animal lover times 10, addicted to junk food, candy and coca cola. Every person’s nightmare I’ll guess. I have a huge advantage where I’ve got a super high BMR which makes it almost necessary for me to stuff myself with cheese. If it is on top of a pizza or melted and drizzled on Fries, then so be it. I am a vegetarian but not a vegan. I cannot live like that! It’s insane! Kudos to those who manage it! Plus it’s kinda hard to be vegan living in India.

There are 3 things in this world I’m petrified of. Bees, cows and water. I’ve never been stung by a bee, but they just freak me out, almost drowned a couple of times and there is something about breathing water that is unappealing and the cows and I go waaaaaayyy back. Lets just say – I’ve been butt, peed on, stepped on, chased by and held hostage behind cars by cows. It’s because of them I totally believe in conspiracy theories.

This month, I make my big stage debut. As a secretary. It’s a small part, but I would not have wanted anything else honestly. It all happens on the 29th at a supper theatre. Eek is all I can say. I love writing and right now, I write fanfics. For Gilmore Girls. Oh, if you met my family, you’d see that we are the live version of Gilmore Girls and thus I relate to that show like nothing else. I also have a day-job. A fancy corporate day-job with my title being Knowledge Content Analyst. You don’t get fancier than that.

I want to get into the entertainment industry as a writer, so I am exploring the how’s and options. I also will be writing about my journey there and my life in India living with my mother, my baby and not too far from the grand parents. Stay tuned.

Also, if I don’t update soon, please feel free to assume that I have been killed by a cow