Masala MIx

i have been wanting to say this for a long time but whenever i wanted to write, something much better crops up.

some old men just don't know how to behave themselves when they see young girls. just because they are rich, do they expect girls like me just go crazy over them with saliva trickling from the corners of our mouths? idiots! never knew old men can behave like this. such a waste of my time, such an irritation when im trying to concentrate on whatever that im doing. come learn from my dad lar.. PTUIK!

on other news, i was sitting at the guard house waiting room yesterday. ever since i worked in my company, i have only been there twice. once on the first day, seeing all the unfamiliar faces coming in for work, wishing so hard that i wont have to wear their ugly uniform (which i dont:D) and wondering what's in store for me for the next four months and of course, searching for cute guys whom sadly did not emerge :-( yesterday was the second time, seeing all the familiar faces leaving after work, knowing that it's coming to an end with everything completed successfully. i felt a sharp tug in my heart. nothing else to say...

the guards said they will miss me once i leave. there is one whom im particularly fond of, who wishes me good morning honey every morning and another who told me once that his mornings are only complete if he sees me.

there is someone i'm feeling completely sad to leave. the cleaning lady, savitha whom i talk to every morning and who treats me like her own daughter. i just can't forget her kindness to me. she was the one who brightened up my birthday with her gift of love. she was the reason i held on even when i was facing so much of personal problems during the first two months. how can i ever forget? how can i ever repay her? god is so cruel sometimes. such a wonderful lady but i guess god never found time to bless her. i pray that her life will change soon.

made friends with two new chinese guys from the IT department. in fact, they sent me home. spent the whole journey "kutuking" each other. it reminded me of my campus life.

i'm going to bed with slight pain in my heart..dad was right today..told him how i felt and he said, this too will pass, you learn and keep moving..life never stays the same..indeed it never did for me..

im feeling so sad..so terribly sad..