Of harbour views and girls next door...

Regardless of how much fun I had over the last 2 weeks, it feels good to be back to my pillow on my bed in my apartment. Yes, my apartment. The house-hunt has been abandoned. We stay on here. Atleast for now. A friend's birthday was celebrated on friday. And like most fridays in Hong Kong, this was also spent drinking and partying. Only, there was more of it, given that we had the excuse of a birthday. Another friend was visited on saturday, and his swanky swanky apartment made me fall in love with HK again. I kid you not. It is on the 38th floor. The bed faces a bay window, which faces the harbour. So you literally wake up to the sea. Which is what I did on sunday, because the kind soul lent me his room. I also want an apartment with a sea view. City/country, no bar. *sighs* I also had dinner at Cafe Deco at the Peak, and if any of you do find time to have dinner there while in HK, you must. Not only is the view amazing, the food is excellent too. It is apparently the restaurant that Vivek Oberoi took Antra Mali to, in Company. Fancy fancy. We like!

A lot of people at work have been telling me that I look tired. I cant wait for the weekend. And it is only monday morning right now. Ugh and double ugh. But we will get through the week. In style. Superwoman, there she goes! Okay, you can stop sniggering now. But whatever it is, I am not the girl next door. I think modesty is overrated. And confidence is often mistaken for pride. I might not be the over-achiever, but I am ambitious for sure. When I want something, I go for it. More often than not, I manage to get it. Or get close, atleast. I can look out for myself. And sometimes, for others too. So unless you live in my locality, I am not your 'girl next door'.