Happy B'day :-)

Its been more than a month that I have blogged. My blog is going dormant. I have been really busy in the last few days.
But today I have to blog. I want to blog. And I will Blog. B'cause...Its "A-Happy-B'day-To-You-My-Blog"  :)
And I am truly happy that my blog made it to its second year.

Also yesterday only, I got to be The Notable Newbie although today onwards i'll not be a newbie anymore. :D


Also, My page got its 100th like just now.

Isn't it a coincidence???
A happy one though :)

And......an important thing to share.....
Finally   I have joined dance classes. And I am truly elated that i finally did it. and oh! the joy! I don't feel like stopping when I dance, doesn't matter how much weird steps I am doing. I just love the whole feel of the studio....mirrors on both the sides and U keep on trying to do the steps perfectly.
My choreographer has also come to know that I am a dance-maniac. I don't know whether its because of the fact that I have resort to dancing after some 4.5 yrs or anything else, but I am enjoying dancing to the fullest and I am not going to leave it again anytime soon.


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Comments

  1. Ashna 22 May 2013 at 13:10

    Wonderful coincidences! :D
    Happy Birthday Priya's Blog! May you record thousands of Happy Moments from her life :D

    Keep blogging Priya! :)

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  2. SG24 May 2013 at 23:11

    Happy Birthday to your Blog Priya. Wish your blog many many more happy birthdays to come. Looking forward to reading your posts.

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  3. Divya28 May 2013 at 14:06

    Birthday wishes to your blog :) I hope you remain active in this space :)

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