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Hi All

FYI (Is this not the nature of blogs?)

1)They let me graduate last month, I didn't have to kill anyone
2)I'm about to cross the half-year mark of my first foray into the workforce. No comments.
3)Burma now ranks high on my top 10 romantic places. Sri Lanka - OUT.
4)I went Mu/stafa with Khan today (after a long chatty walk as usual, refusing flatly to take the bus from Bugis like normal people do). We pranced along aisles, made up more imaginary stories, bought a pair of scissors, and video-ed her cutting my hair by Lamb-boo (Lembu) Road. Sorry to the foreign workers who were sitting around feeling awkward about the presence of 2 mad girls.
5)I have boy problems.

Regards
Yati

Guess who sold her soul to the corporate world? I'd never felt so happy yet crushed at the same time when I received the call this morning. Interviews for this one almost were as unnerving as the ones with PK before I got accepted into NOC (and I was still an undergrad then. "So why must you go India when there is Little India?" LOL I will never forget that question). I remember wanting to bolt after being seated during the interviews, texting Aisyah telling her I'd apply to less intimidating places next time, and then I remember laughing during the last one. I left the room feeling shitty not being able to top their jokes, nothing job-related. Just to be clear, I didn't apply for a comedian position.

The search has been a nice journey. Between doing research with the kids for my part-time job, going for interviews and not having domesticated myself, I have grown up just a little. Learnt how to wear heels and not knock kids down with them, human stuff.

Graduating at an awkward time of the year meant less competition (but only in my head), and more complacency. The people who understood my plight were the girls I lived in India with for half a year. Wasn't it just yesterday the four of us would squeeze into an autorickshaw toward Church Street to watch a movie and talk over drinks at Matteo? The late nights at our Benson Town home trying on our sarees and sporting crazy hairdos, taking crazy pictures while Yuz was asleep? Then there was one jobless reunion upon our return to SG and graduation. We were downplaying the urgency of jumpstarting our careers (so fantastic at reassuring each other ya?) and bitching about how people wouldn't quit asking us about our job search progress. I mean, look, one day we were students and then we finished our exams and suddenly we were the nation's bummers? Anyway. My first real job (no offence, Don, but feeding you everyday is getting pretty unchallenging)! In an industry even I didn't expect to get acquainted with. Bons just got into a global financial services company, and Van got into a government's ministry. We start at the same time! And Jess, well she is waiting for a cue from God to stop rejecting job offers (update 14/3/2011: She has a job). Everything worked out for the best, thank you God!:)

A little bummed out because I had a huge tiff with mom last night and it worsened this morning. Before waking up to the call, I remember her telling me to move out after I got a job. Yeap, looks like I have inherited her brutality. I can't even convey my happiness now. I really hope it clears up before my grandmom returns from her small pilgrimage.

P.S. Europe was beautiful, Africa was incredible (Noran and I slept in the Sahara!), and my heart is still lost somewhere in Kerala.

P.P.S. We won $3000 in a Vday contest! Got us a Kinect, an iPhone, and new shoes so I can lose some weight. Romantic.

P.P.P.S I spent the whole night listening to MichaelJackson.

I say:
wish you were here

melee says:
hahaha
i would talk nonsense

I say:
but i wouldnt feel like dying

melee says:
DON THE CAT IS DEPENDING ON YOU
YOU CANT DIE
YOU HAVE A DEPENDANT

If I could be your angel, protect you from the pain
I'll keep you safe from danger

You'll never hurt again.

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So work's piling (well it isn't, it just seems so because I've been backing away from work, chickinnn) and I just got back from the beautiful beautiful Boracay.

Danced too much, snorkelled (and found Nemo), ate too much seafood, acquired Jayden Smith hair, and got me some really silly temporary tattoos. Met so many travelers who invigorated my overpowering need to travel, over and over and over again. Traded stories, midnight dip in the ocean, talking till the sun rose on the beach...what a place to be, or not to be, depending on what you wanna be!

I've been alright with regards to the heart which has been subjected to too many shocks throughout the years. I have only my superb social support system to thank. The strength I draw from it is just incredible. Yeah there are crazy moments like yesterday night where the mention of one cue word opened the floodgates.

And then I remember what I live for- and I ain't about to let one guy just take it all away.

Had a conversation with Bedah in which I told her I was thankful despite the crap I'd been through, I'd never resorted to cutting, alcohol, or suicide (evidently), or even contemplated them. "See? You're stronger than you think."

Well the escapism I indulge in is not really all that healthy for my wallet either...

Europe, j'arrive!:)

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[Reading lovers' lips]

A: Life has its up's and down's.. but at the end of the day, it's the people in your life that matter most to you that bring a smile to your face :) Hold on to them, and NEVER let go!

B: People always leave.

A: Not if you hold on tight enough :) Not everyone can be held close to you. You have to choose the special people in your life worth fighting for :)

So love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don’t, and believe that everything happens for a reason. If you get a chance, take it. If it changes your life, let it. Nobody said that it’d be easy, they just promised it would be worth it. Eventually feels a lot better than actually.
-GA

Oh God I miss India so much. Sohan is right. On how the distance between me and his girlfriend is ridiculous (I miss you Bubli!): "What's ridiculous-er is an Indian living in Singapore. come back this very instant!"

Well this desi has got to graduate first. I'll truly follow my heart thereafter.

It has been almost a year down (or up, as I see it) from when I poured on this space. I expected to be worn out by my adventures, to be domesticated, to have made decisions only time and experience can guarantee, to top myself in whatever I do. Now I'm back. Can't say for good, because according to the Bangalore rugby girls, I follow the light. I'm a hundred times crazier for India now, and needless to say, I left my heart there. Last December (my first time in the subcontinent), I merely left a couple of jackets behind up Darjeeling. :P

So greetings, loved ones. Let's take a journey (SnoopDog, 2010). What happened since? Bali, India, Sri Lanka (I have started to count my moments in country terms, for the sake of it). In between, I got medals for those happy times on the field, heartbreaks for those times I didn't protect myself like I should, white-water rafted in Kelani, destroyed motorcycles in Hampi while riding one, visited Far Far Away, didn't graduate (:P), got introduced by Mr start-up champion himself as "one of the most charismatic people I've ever known" - you get the idea, the ups and downs in that order.

I have soooo much to say, but I have to get full marks for my Hindi test tomorrow. Ji, yeh changed yatay hai. Fir milenge!

So last year was almost a week ago and twenty ten is off to a slow, underwhelming start. Started '09 with a ball in my hand vying for IVPgold with the team and ended it watching fireworks and having fun with a bunch of good friends in my favourite food city. How priorities have shifted.(: Visited 13 cities in 7 countries (meaning my finances were sort of in order - strike one), manned up to myself to do the things I had always wanted to do (climbed an active volcano, learned pole-dancing, that piercing to mark that point in my life where it felt like everything was gonna go right), and saw (instead of imagined) more As in my assignments (strike two, الحمد لل). Oh! I deflated my ego to be treated like a girl by my dates. Sure someday I'll be a real lady, worrying if I've showered or not, but I'm definitely on my way. I mean, I actually put the hairband on my head than confusingly around my neck now.

My best moment of 2009 was being at the India-Pakistan border, drowned in a very patriotic crowd chanting HINDUSTAN ZINDABAD as Jai Ho blasted, before a spectacular military performance marked the border-closing ceremony.


What do I want for this year? I don't know. Things just happen. And that's how they always will be.

2009=the best year of my life. My plan is to have no plans. Chalo!

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Tell me princess now when did you last let your heart decide?

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