Sunday, January 1, 2012

23

23 = grown up. . .

I am in office, its 11 am and its my 23rd birthday.

I dont feel the usual birthday euphoria neither am i turning into an enthu cutlet yet. . . but I am happy. .


p.s. I didnt know what i wanted for my birthday, The Lawyer however did. I got the most comfortable chair ever, its huge and so cozy. . . It feels wonderful to be taken care of like this.