Of warm, fuzzy feelings

Yes, I'm still single.

Met El today after a long time. It's amazing what meeting someone you love after ages can do to you. I already feel happier. We roamed around playing tour guide to Dr. Tourist, shopping for kurtas, speaking in ridiculous south Indian accents, eating chaat, and trying to convince Dr. Tourist that it was scientifically impossible to "fly out of an auto" (yes, the yellow and black three-wheeled contraptions). Sample conversation -

Dr. T - "Oh no...ohno ohno ohno ohno...*yelp*...aaah!!! ohno no no no *hold onto sides of auto*"

El - "Chill ya...nothing will happen unless the auto topples or something"

Me - (mockingly) "AAAH!! Oh no!!! We're all gonna die!!! AAH!!"

So yes, we had a really good time. El kept us entertained with little tidbits of information - history and culture mainly...and then some geography. Apparently a couple of years ago, the place I'm staying in now wasn't even part of this city. :/ Go figure.

The highlight of the day was finding a shop named "Dirty Fashions (for the pretty ones)" on Comm Street. Very amusing. According to El, at one point of time, back when this city "was a sane South Indian place", women didn't really wear trousers or t-shirts, and this shop was the only place things like that were available. Hence the name. I'm still smiling.

Also met Ergoplum today, but of course, the boy was too busy and couldn't spend more than 3 minutes with me. hmph...best friend it seems.

Well, coming back to the point, warm fuzzy feelings are in fashion today. El is like my personal happy place/person. Get yours today.

Choir practice starts tomorrow morning at the Place-Where-I-Studied for our graduation ceremony, which is on the 30th. Yes, I'm (finally) graduating. All of us in the choir who are graduating will be singing (yes, for our own graduation). I can't wait. If there's one thing I'll miss about college life, it's singing with the choir.

Well, that's about it for now. Must sleep. Ta, my loves!