I was so unwilling to get back to work on Monday after my leave. I cant wait for my Deepavali break. But week was made better by numerous events. My project has started and Jean is rooting for me all the way.
Here goes, Sunday at the library with loves
Jean supporting my blog
Monday at work
My uber cute colleagues
Then at Town
Picture of the Week
Posted at 03:13 pm
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Man are just
I feel so fucking betrayed in fact.
Posted at 04:51 pm
Hello, I'm Back
Posted at 04:55 pm
Monday, September 08, 2008
Its the 22nd month.
Posted at 10:39 pm
Monday, September 08, 2008
All By MYSELF
I think sometimes you have to just pretend to go along with it.
When I was young
I never needed anyone
And making love was just for fun
Those days are gone
I think of all the friends I've known
When I dial the telephone
All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And loves so distant and obscure
Remains the cure
Its not going to be an easy journey. But you see the thing is i still care alot. It may just not be enough.
Posted at 10:20 pm
I was reading the QA life section in CLEO when i stumbled across this.
"I'm 19 years old and my boyfriend is 24..........................I'e always looked forward to romantic relationships while his focus is now on his career. I feel that if he's over the past, he wouldn't mind telling me about it, but whenever I ask him, he'll say that i shouldn't force him to remember and talk about the past if he doesnt want to. He also keeps their photos on his phone and it makes me sad when i know how happy they were. I know he loves me but i can't put this matter behind me. How can i get over it and help him get over it too?
Answer from Aunt Agony
"............................. you've been a fool to put up with it - he has treated you as second best. Sure, his career is important but normal people can manage to have relationships and careers. It's obvious that you are insecure in this relationship but that's because he makes you so and if i were you, i would leave this guy. You say you know he loves you a lot but how much exactly? As far as i can see, this isnt love...."
I extracted the above from June's 2008 CLEO and i do not claim credit for it.
I read the article. I called Nigel twice, reached the busy tone and walked off.
Somehow it just rang a bell.
Posted at 11:43 pm
Posted at 05:07 pm
I finally found a job that I get proper weekends off. Not that i am grumbling about my previous stint since the timing was pretty cool, its hard to adjust my body to waking before the sky is lit. I am trying hard to adjust my body to such a way where i am just entitled to 6 hours of sleep per night and no more than that.
Work is located not exactly too convenient.
bus->train->bus->walk = <1hr journey
And my first week at work is way laid back. I have my own desk, i have my own DID, i got my freaking name card. Lots of product training and project canvas starts on 21st which is fucked up as my graduation is 21st and i have to be on UL for that day. FUCK.
Im going to miss the start of my canvas.
But whatever, work has been pretty fine. I still stick my usual rules, you work, you earn, you screw off. You leave and harbor no emotions or you may never move on. Sounds really crude but its just the way of life.You have to move on at somepoint or other in life.
Its hard to bear with all the nonsense and sometimes, you just have to be kind to yourself. Its never ending if its all comparisons after comparisons. But truth lies in the fact that what you and i had was never what you dreamt of.
Truth is.. i'm not the one.
We're just building sandcastle in the air and we are holding on to what we know wont bring us through it all.
And and and...
I watched Made of Honour. Its super, uber sweet. But unreal. Cause fairy tales never never exist.
Posted at 04:21 pm
Look at THIS
Posted at 04:17 pm
Take Time to Realize
I feel like im moving very fast and sometimes, when i do remember to stop, i feel very tired and its all about keep going and going and going.
And along you move, not everyone will follow throughout. Some aint just meant to be there forever or rather, they are just a hypocritical fuck. They just tend to paint a pathetic sight of themselves and indulge in self-pity expecting, targetting the softest people to share their boo-boo sob story with. Screw these people and to hell with them.
On a lighter note, bunch of people celebrated Ali birthday. I think i had too much fun. I laughed till i almost lost my voice. I really screamed and laugh. It was fun.
I have donkey loads of pictures but.. i do not have photoshop Y-E-T.
Im going to get it up.
Posted at 11:25 pm