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Monday, January 01, 2007

the year in short

this is both the first post of 2007 as well as the 100th post on this blog. as i reminisce about the year gone by, if i do so, please forgive the maudlinness.

significant events and lessons learnt from the past year:
  1. a fair bit of travelling. dubai, sydney, sydney, istanbul, sydney, mumbai, sydney.
  2. final semester of uni and GRADUATION!!!
  3. made sydney a place that will always hold a special place in my heart.
  4. found love in the most unexpected of places with one i'd never have imagined possible.
  5. many many firsts ;) (not gonna mention them on a public blog :Þ)
  6. realised that once bitten twice shy does not apply to me.
  7. realised that if i REALLY want something, i am capable of going all out to get it.
  8. enlisted for NS and am now officially "military personnel"
  9. realised that time does not always heal wounds. it just helps to forget the pain for a while until something comes along to rip it open again.
  10. i think the true measure of love is not when a person says that they would die for you, but when they say that they'd live for you, even when giving up and dying looks like the more appealing option.
wishes for the new year:
  1. get a bod that would look appealing.
  2. try and get more hair on my head.
  3. try to not let my brains rot and hopefully even let them be stimulated (a matter of concern whilst in NS)
  4. try and help somebody at least once a day.
  5. try cooking something new every month.
  6. spread joy through the consumption of good cooking.

thus spake satchithananda at 11:12 am

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