the joys of being on the loose end with your job and boss is a much needed lazy morning, mid week. Big breakfast, nice coffee and a will to type. in many senses a calm before the storm. i move out of town in a few weeks, go back home for a while. all the same, along the way I am taking the much hyped GMAT and hoping sooner than later to crack the "perfect" internship. the logistics will get overwhelming and life as we know it, is going to change!

my emotions though seem to be confused. and it might just be the lack of exercise :) but yes, i am happy to leave town (that's something i do very well btw, used to hopping cities oftener than people like to believe its even possible) and get on with goals that are my own, however, there is this sweeping sense of nostalgia. for all my cries about bad food, poor service and being made to feel like an outsider, this is the town where it all began. here is when i moved out of home, made office pals, traveled, explored my moods, slogged like a donkey, cried, missed home, did some amazing work and now its over. somehow its taking more time to digest, though as logn ass a month ago i did my good bye tour of the city. well... i guess i reach out more than i realize :)

snap back to the day, need to "brainstorm" ( a word that is thankfully likely to disappear from my lingo) and study for a bit. you'll hear more about it soon enough, i rave anough about having to take standardized tests to tell the world i am the genuine smart ass article.