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Day 117: I just haven't met you yet.

Priya and I awoke early this afternoon to a call announcing a surprise visit from some close friends! While waiting for Jennifer and Ingrid to drop in, I read Sonnet 117, page 17 of Ars Amatoria, and one of Grace's college essays. I then called Grace on Skype to review my suggestions.

Just as she and I were wrapping up our talk, my PennPals arrived! It's always great to spend time with Jen, it was awesome to see Ingrid again after so long, and I also had the pleasure of meeting Max, Ingrid's older brother! We enjoyed some nice honey-full tea and had a hilarious conversation ranging from college life and American literature to awkward people and pink ponies.

I hope to visit these girls in Philly soon!
Having bid them farewell, I rushed downstairs for an eight-minute sprint on the treadmill before going with Mama to drop Priya off at a friend's place.




Back home, I concluded my workout at a less frantic pace before tackling some organizing, both online and in my room. I first published two emails Papa had sent me, on Friday and yesterday respectively, about interacting with the students of Gyaan Ghar in Ludhiana (whom I can't wait to see!). Next, I dumped out the contents of my desk drawers and organized them into beauty.

All's well that ends well!
Having helped Mama with a bit of real estate work, I'm off to read some Scientific American . . . the September issue. I'm behind where I want to be on reading, but happy that I've been keeping up with my pre-New Year's resolution to work out everyday during "winter break" aaand really pleased with my new haircut. (But come on, readers, I know the poll at the right doesn't accurately capture how a lot of my bros feel about the new "do" -- I won't be hurt if your vote indicates that you like me better when I look like a girl!) While I go catch up on urbanization, I wish you all a great night!

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P.S. Jessie wrote to me while I was typing this post and she says the video I recorded for her was her favorite Christmas present -- thanks fo' everything, sista!

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  1. It's so awesome you got to see the Penn girls! Let me know when you are going to visit because I was planning to visit Philly some weekend next semester and since we only live a little over an hour apart, maybe we could travel together? Merry belated Christmas to you and your family!

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  2. We should certainly do that!! Thank you so much, Kelly, and happy new year to you all!

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