Mixed bag

I always get that, you know, the kind where once you are completely and utterly sad wishing you’d never existed and in sometime something happens that makes you so happy you want to dance at the traffic signal . Ok that was an exaggeration, but you know what I mean. Right?

The weekend was just like that. Some differences, some tears, some happiness and some more tears. Yea I tend to cry either ways.

Friday was one heck of a day filled with work (after a long time) and had to stay late for the same reason. So the start for the weekend wasn’t so good. Because of which I woke up pretty late on Saturday morning, which again, is not good. The whole day was quite insignificant and the evening was spent accompanying a friend for his shopping. I realized I don’t get bored of accompanying too, unlike guys who complain of getting bored of shopping with girls. I bought some necessary stuff too. Then the mood was spoilt by something very trivial. And I sulked the whole night.

Next morning I was determined to make up for the lost mood and know what, I did. I had a gala time at the Significant One’s place. Watched Live and let die which I thought was ridiculous as a story. I generously made fun of the Significant One for being a fan of such funny movies with nude dancing ladies in starting credits. I like bond too but not such funny stories. Roger Moore was cute and sexy, yes at the same time. I think all those who played Bond till now are suave and classy, except for Timothy Dalton whom I didn’t prefer for the role of Bond. He just didn’t seem to have that oomph factor in him.

Played TT for the first time in my life and enjoyed it. Thanks to the Significant One who insisted that I try, despite my hindrance. I’m looking forward to learn the game fully. Remember this? I think I am close to fulfilling my wishes. And that makes me happy.