Dum dum dum

And so I missed the month of June.

Which is kind of strange considering the fact that I had a couple of posts all half-typed out. And the fact that I now have sooooooo much time on my hands. Pretending to study is such a hard job...*sigh*....

It's been a crazy eventful month though. To sum it up, over the past one month I have caused two boys to fight over me (haha that sounds so much better than it actually was)...travelled in a second-class compartment (it's been a while for me ok...I'm a snob...so sue me!)...learned that there is always some connection with a person that you thought you'd never met before ("So you studied in college with this guy from Madras who I knew from....")...watched one cousin get engaged and another get married...been asked about a thousand times when I'm going to get married ("You're next-in-line" is the most irritating phrase in the world...especially when said with a horrible mallu accent)...made some new friends (Ash I really miss you)...gossiped (not something that I normally do)...smoked like crazy...become fat (its all that rice and fish I tell you)...got hit by a bus (it was only my side-view mirror, relax)...attended one of the most 'filmi' weddings I have ever been for (complete with elephant and everything)...fake-smiled like my life depended on it...partied like crazy...

This post, however, is not about any of that.

This is just so that I don't miss the month of July.