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Name: Megha
Birthday: 7/6/1980
Interests: SLEEPING, going out, eating, volleyball, racqetball, game night, lounging around, and summers in chicago
Expertise: Cooking yummy food using whatever ingredients I can find in my kitchen (the secret is Mrs. Dash!), finding anything and everything on the Internet, and sleeping anywhere.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Business
Message: message me
Member Since:
4/22/2004
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| This might be it.I've been MIA on this blog for quite a while but I haven't forgotten about it. Actually, I think about it a lot. I visit it often, reread old entries, and wonder what's in store for a future entry. I also wonder why I don't blog very often. Even though I have things to say, things that I want to write down, I find, perhaps, this is not the place to do it. Well, that's not entirely true. In a sense, a blog is a perfect place to write down feelings, thoughts, musings and just vent about life, about frustrations, about things you can't just tell anyone. The problem is that a blog has to be somewhat anonymous for that. At least anonymous enough so that random people don't know it's you. Perhaps your friends do, the ones you have chosen to share this place with, or perhaps they don't.
Of course, that itself is a double-edged sword. The purpose of a blog is, at some level, to share feelings with the world but if no one knows about your blog, have you really shared anything with anyone? The fine line between anonymity and full-blown disclosure I think is actually quite hard to tread. I am "anonymous" to everyone who doesn't know me -- just a girl writing about her life. But since the blog bears my name and I share pictures on it, anyone who knows me can easily decipher who is behind the screen. For all intents and purposes, there is nothing wrong with that. But, I do feel that it limits what I blog about -- I have many times come to the empty screen, full of thoughts and found myself unable to write. I start thinking -- "Who is reading this? What will they think about me? I can't just say that -- what if they know what situation I'm talking about?" Should that matter to me? I would like to say no but unfortunately it does. The things I want to share sometimes leave me feeling vulnerable. And to me, it is more ok to be vulnerable to strangers than to people I know who might confront me in person and say "Are you ok? Do you want to talk?" Of course I don't want to talk about it! That's why I'm hiding behind these words -- I write them down so that I don't have to talk and share and dialogue about my why's and how's. And the last thing I really want is advice actually. This is my cheap therapy -- I want you to listen, to understand, to nod in agreement or shake your head in disapproval. Sure, leave a comment, tell me how you feel about it. But, I don't want that burden of listening to advice that I'm not going to take.
And perhaps, this is not the place for that type of therapy. As my friends and family are reading this blog, there is a sense of limitation. What should I not say? Where should I draw the line? And as soon as I start drawing lines, the potential, the purpose of this blog no longer remains true. So this might be it folks, the end of my public confession. I would love to blog again and I will, maybe even more than I ever have before. But, I'm afraid, it will not be that easy to find.
Thanks for reading.
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| I run on DunkinI have come to the sad realization
that I have THE most boring work wardrobe possible. I seem to have a bad habit
of finding a shirt or sweater that I like and buying it in three colors which
results in me wearing the same clothes everyday but in different colors. I’m
like a cartoon character – the illustrator got too lazy to draw me different
outfits, so I have the same red tube top dress every single day. This has to be
remedied or my coworkers will wonder if I ever clean my clothes since I seem to
be wearing them all the time. Can someone please nominate me for What Not to
Wear so that I can get $5000 to spend on a new wardrobe – I’m in desperate need
of this.
In other news, I have become a
coffee drinker. In the last six years (4 years of work, 2 of B-school) I have
drank maybe 30 cups of coffee (and probably 30 more in the 21 years prior to
this). I don’t really like the taste of coffee; I’m not a huge fan of the
caffeine kick I get which eventually leads to a caffeine crash; and I know it
would become an addiction if I started. Essentially I use coffee to stay awake and finish late night work as
opposed to most people who use coffee to wake up and start their
day.
Now, in my last three weeks of work
(Oh my God, has it only been three weeks?), I have had a cup (or two) of coffee
a day. A DAY! Yes, to the majority of you this is completely normal and
actually on the low side. But for a non-coffee drinker, this is excessive and
habit-forming and also must be stopped. But I have noticed the benefits of this
beverage – I’m more alert in the morning and it helps me focus on the task at
hand. On the other hand, if I don’t have my morning cup of coffee, say by 9 am,
I get sleepy and lethargic which is very BAD! I can not be dependent on this
drink, I simply can’t! Also, when I used to drink coffee in the past, I would
get really jittery – my hands would shake, my heart would beat a bit faster, and
I would just feel as if I was on overdrive. Now, all those effects are gone and
I just feel alert which admittedly is good. But I don’t want to depend on this
external stimuli to make myself alert and work better. Oh, and I
have dreams of Dunkin Donuts…dreams. Mmmm, the delicious taste and aroma of
their French Vanilla with the perfect combination of cream and sugar. Mmmm, D
Donuts…. Ugh, this must stop! Well at least I'm not spending $4 on a cup of coffee like at some places.
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| Update to UpdatesOk so before this gets out of hand I just wanted to clarify something that I posted about yesterday. Specifically referring to the following bullet point: - Met my future in-laws. Scary. But they were great! I had a great time and they were very sweet. Now we have two sets of parents on our case
I am NOT engaged as of right now. I guess I should have said "potential future in-laws" or even just "my boyfriend's parents" but who am I kidding? I'm Indian and I wouldn't be going all the way to another country to meet a random boyfriend's parents unless it was quite serious. Since I've been dating my boyfriend for three years, it was time to meet his parents as "the-serious-girlfriend-that-I-will propose-to-one-day" and they knew that going into the visit. So just to clarify, no ring on the finger, no proposal, no promise ring, no nothing... not yet anyway Stay tuned... | | |
| UpdatesToday is my second day back at work after graduating from Business School. As I was walking to work I realized it was 9/11 and was remembering where I was the moment I heard about the Towers being hit. It was less than two months into my new job, I was unstaffed and working from home that day and just happened to be watching TV when it all happened. I thought I was watching a movie. Ironically, six years later, I'm back at the same company, also a newbie. It feels like nothing has changed.
Sorry for the four month hiatus from blogging. I have no real reason -- I think I was just too lazy to blog and really felt that nothing interesting was going on to blog about. So here, a la The Dirty Canuck's update style, here's a quick and dirty update of what's been going, in no particular order, importance or otherwise:
- Attended five weddings, four of which were Indian and included a minimum of three events, one of which had six events. I am officially sick of weddings (no offense to any of the blissfully wedded individuals whose momentous occasion I attended... it was beautiful.
 ) But seriously, I want the smallest, simplest Indian wedding that is possible (unfortunately, this is about five times more extensive than a regular white-person-christian-wedding  ). I doubt I will get my way... after all, I have parents. - Graduated from B-school. Very exciting and very sad. VERY sad. I would love to extend it to another year but of course, I want my entire class there with me too.
- Met my future in-laws. Scary. But they were great! I had a great time and they were very sweet. Now we have two sets of parents on our case
- Renovated my bathroom -- a bit of an ordeal but it was worth it and looks great. Now I'm officially done upgrading the condo and plan to hang out here till I'm ready to sell (hopefully next year... or whenever the housing market gets better)
- Traveled a bit -- went to Phoenix, San Jose, San Fran, DC and NY. Check out the pics on my Picasa page. It was a nice ending to the summer -- saw some GSB peeps, saw some college peeps, saw some IBEP peeps, ate good food, and just relaxed. Went to the US Open which was fun.
- Started working. Officially started yesterday and it looks like I'm going to get busy soon. I guess it's time for me to get back into the rat race and bring home the bacon. So far so good...
So that's that. No promises on when another blog entry is coming... no reason to break promises now, is there? Oh, one more thing -- check out the finale of My Boys on TBS (it was on yesterday, you can catch it online). If you don't watch the show, you should start, it's great! Otherwise, I'm an extra in the finale along with another GSB friend. We are in the beach scene in the background -- I'm wearing a white skirt and dark blue sweatshirt. Woo hoo, I'm a star. 
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| Let's Get DERBY!This past weekend was the 133th Kentucky Derby down in good 'ol Louisville. Six girls RVed down to join about 150 GSBers to party it up. I had never been in an RV and had no idea what to expect and had heard about the craziness that ensues at Derby but was not mentally prepared for how dirty I was about to feel at the end of it. The RV was a lot more spacious than it looks from the outside -- comfortably sleeps six people, there's a fridge, freezer, microwave, dining table, couch, bed, bathroom, shower.
I mean there's not much else to ask for really -- very compact and has everything. Now when you mix this mobile home with a mud lot full of drunk people, it gets quite dirty quickly and starts feeling a lot smaller than you initially thought. Derby was fun but I don't think I'll ever do it again -- I enjoy showering regularly especially when I'm mixing with mud and hanging out on a lawn chair in sun all day. Also, I feel like the core of what Derby really is (drinking, grilling, hanging out) could really be captured anywhere, even in the Summer Garden. So next time, we should just rent RVs and line them up in the Summer Garden and just chill out there all day. Also, not sure if I'll be renting an RV anytime soon. It might be an option when I have kids and we want to go on a wacky vacation to Florida or something but that might still be a long shot. All in all, I can check off the "Go to Derby" box on my list and be happy that I didn't write it on there twice. Check out all the fun and wacky pics here!
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