It is New Year's eve. And what can be more positive than NY festivities? I gave an English class dedicated to New Year. We learned a lot of new things. I gave myself an outstanding hair trim. Not for nothing, I am called Vijaya that is victory. I conquered all my I-am-feeling-blue-ness and now I am Vijaya the bald/bold/. Now verily a beauty I am. Yea, sleeping beauty. Sometimes.