prologue

Name: Sajeetha
life is for living, need i say more?

*loves:
the family, him, them; my friends
anything arty farty, the literary arts, theatre
dolphins
travelling, always unfolding something new
dining in places with ambience to kill for (it's a hobby.hah)
r etail therapy
all things indian
enlightening conversations
candles
angels, fairie,pixies, gnomes, smurfs(br>

*loathes:
the one who stabs u in ur back
death of dear ones
all that flies or has wings
the complications of all types of relationships
not knowing
those who try so hard to be me

red/purple crumpler bag
new urban male jersey
new birks
that oh-so-gorgeous watch from esprit
that beautiful converse bag
a white i-pod nano
that new dgital camera which screams buy-me!
the bikini from billabong
a new pair of funky spectacles
truckloads of best-selling novels
a whole new art materials collection
a new wallet that fits the enormous card collection of mine

nady,the sweetie pie
vicky, the blur sotong
charlotte,the doctor in the making
sivanes, the smart-ass cuzzin
LV, the gorgeous pearly
sarah, the clubbing chica
sujatha, the indian actress look alike
nadia ameera, the lost pri sch mate who was found
lynette, the sports fanatic
hemma, the evil twin
vanessa, popular for all the wrong reasons

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Man, I'm so pissed! I typed this really lengthy entry last night to have it all gone because of some server problem and just when I was abt to have it saved. How annoying!

Sheesh! So much has been happening ard me lately I hardly have the time to keep up with my blogging routine. I've learnt alot of hard lessons the past week and found out alot of truths abt certain someones whom I held so dear to me. I've come to a realisation that you can almost never trust anyone but yourself these days. The very people you think you can trust your lives with are the ones who are plotting to destroy you. How much more cruel can the world get?

I know that Suren might never read this entry but one day, if he happens to chance upon my blog I'd want him to know how very sorry I am for getting him into unneccesary trouble, unintentionally. I never knew she'd bring you into this ordeal, nvr was aware of whatever she said cos if I did, I wouldn't have allowed it to have happened. You don't deserve this shit and and all I can give you are my apologies. I'm so very sorry Suren. Truly. Don't hate me.

Now that I've got that out of my heart, life has perked up a little since Thursday maybe because I met up wit 2 of my many lucky charms, Jumana and Guna.

Met Ju (finally) for lunch at Great World and that was probably the best decision I had made for the entire week. Lunch was accompanied by a constructive conversation and lots of memories of secondary school, memories which can never be forgotten for they are deeply embedded in m y heart. Pouring out my woes to Ju did a great deal to my system and I felt much lighter than I had in days. Nothing beats the feeling of catching up with a old friend over a cup of coffee. Ju was an angel who volunteered to meet Senthil on my behalf to provide him with a listening ear or a shoulder to lean on if circumstances disallow me to be there for him. Now how many friends wld go that extra mile for you? She will and that is precisely what makes her so special. I love you babe, many many *big hig*

Just as lunch was over, Guna called asking to meet. He wanted to catch a movie as it had been quite some time since we had met. Yes, he was so right! I hate the labour force for stealing Guna away from me. Hmpf! And so we caught 'The Fantastic 4' at Tiong Bahru and the movie did live up to its expectations. I liked it anyway. After the movie, just as I was abt to take the escalator down to the MRT station, Guna pulled me by my bag and asked where I was going. To the mrt station to take a train back home of course, I replied. Then he said he was gonna drop me off I assumed tt he would be taking the same train with me till Buona Vista and then proceed on to Woodlands after that. But no, that was not what he had in mind. Instead he said:

Guna: No stupid, we aren't gg back by train today. I'm sending you back in my car and my
driver's waiting for us outside.
Sajeetha: (Knowing tt joker very well) Yea, whatever pandi. Stop your nonsense. Let's get going.
Guna: Hey, I'm not kidding la. Seriously, come.

Just as I was abt to turn and walk away towards the station, I caught Guna waving to this guy in a car. Gosh! He was not kidding. Indeed there was a guy who was seated in the driver's seat in a car, waiting for us!!

Sajeetha: Oh my god! Pandi, who's that?
Guna: Ahh.. don't underestimate Mr. Gunaraj ok. I told you right. Anyway, my Lexus is in the
workshop so I asked mty driver to bring the Nissan instead.
Sajeetha: (amused) Hahaha, very funny!

And when we finally reached the car, guess who was in the car???? DEEN!! Guna had made Deen the chaffaeur for the day just so tt he could send me back home in a car, a complete 'date' package! Awwww, that's the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for me in months. Too bad Guna was my best friend and not my boyfriend. Damn! *hee hee*
These are some of the reasons why Guna holds a special place in my heart and why our fights last barely an hour and why I could never be angry at him for long. Each time things get awkward btw us for whatever reasons, he always makes it up, double the time. But at the corner of my heart, lies a fear - One day, when he gets himself a girlfriend, will things still remain the same then?

The ride back home was fun. Deen acted his part well as did Guna as his employer, even going as far to exclaim how he was gonna dock Deen's pay because he didn't get off the car to open the door for me. Spending time with these 2 clowns was worth everyting for it gurantees you abundance of laughter.

Sunday, July 24, 2005
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