I'm extremely proud of myself. I slept for two and a half hours. Then, I got up, had a bowl of Special K (low-carb, at that) and realized that I'll miss it for three months. However, to keep some of the magic going, I'm taking three boxes of Splenda with me, which I douse liberally on the cereal every morning as an homage to the sweet tooth that I veil so well.

But onwards to the business at hand- I'm leaving for India. And slowly, somewhere, I'm starting to feel excited again, instead of nervous and anxious. It could be because I was talking to my cousin Vinod and he told me that a recruiter in Bangalore wanted to see me "as soon as I landed" to talk about accent training. Maybe something big WILL happen. Who knows.

I'm pretty sure this will be my last post for a while, seeing as how we won't have any net access at the flat. To be forthright, I don't know what else to say here. As a result, I'll merely bid adieu.