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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A week has almost passed and I've done my disappearing act once again. This week has been so exhausting, both physical and mentally. Let me see, I last stopped my entry on Tuesday. Ahhh, so that would mean I wld need to update from Wednesday onwards.

Right, Wednesday's Prices & Market lecture was cancelled and Kumaran was on leave. What does that mean? It means that he was gonna rent a car, drive down to my place, fetch me to PSB Academy to drop Guna's dip application and then fetch Sivan from her workplace to Nava aunty's house for lunch. Foo, that was a mouthful. Haha! Coming back to the story, Nava aunt's cooking was D-E-L-I-C-I-O-U-S! I had a great lunch with Hema, Divya, Sivan, Kumaran and Nava aunty herself. It was too bad that Sivan had to go back to work for her lunch break was over and while Kumaran went to send her back, I had a wonderful tete a tete with Div, Hema and Nava aunty. I really felt so at home and Div is so damn smart for her age, the way she speaks. She reminds me of Deepa at several instances and Hema, she's like me. Almost exactly like me, to be exact. Cool!

After sending Sivan off, Kumaran drove all of us to his place where I had more food. My aunts are all great at stuffing their neices and nephews with food! Heh! Anyway, by 7 it was time for me to head back but I really din want to cos I was having so much fun with them but oh well, there was a place called home where I had to return.

Was a splendid day in all. Loved it! Sivan's maternal side have always been FUN anyway! What was I expecting? :P

Well, I spent most of Thursday morning and afternoon with Guna cos he was on MC and after that, rushed down to SIM to have a meeting with the SIM director for an interview regarding my internship application. See, the good news is that I was one of the 5 shortlisted candidates of the 70 who applied for STA Travels. The bad news is that there were only 3 places available and the 5 of us will be fighting for it. The chances of me being one of them? I really have no idea though the director seemed very positive abt my application but I'm not putting too much of hopes into it. Don't want to be disappointed, you see *keeping my fingers crossed*. Pray for me ya'll, won't you?

Friday was awesome! I went to catch a play with Sivan, called the 'ARMY DAZE' and if you ask me, I'll watch it a more few hundreds of time. It was absolutely funny and ruthelessly Singaporean and is also the first production which used Singlish so liberally. It certainly did cater to our Singaporean lifestyle and I'm pretty sure, some of the men who came to watch wld have identified with some of the characters as well! Notice the exclamation marks in my sentences? That shld tell you how much I loved the play. Micheal Chiang deserves a pat on his back for the wonderful playwright and the cast, a thumbs up! Though everyone was remarkable in their own ways, I do have to admit tt, without Kumar (Ra-Ra Kumar), the play wouldn't have been a hit. He was that ONE essential ingredient who made a VERY BIG difference in 'Army Daze'. He, is a man of oooozing talent and of course, humour! Let's admit it! But then again, I've always had a thing for him eversince I was young. For those of who you have read my friendster profile, you'll know.

Anyway, the production was a blast and paying $58 bucks for it, was nothing compared to the amount of fun I had watching it. Agree, Sivan?

And while we were discussing abt Kumar over dinner at Swensen's after the play, Sivan and I came up with an interesting theory. As we all know, Kumar is a drag queen and more recently is known to be a gay as well. Coming from a traditional Indian family, his dad could not accept the 'abnormal' truth abt his son and had severed ties with him. Then I asked Sivan, why does the dad care abt what the world is gonna say? Doesn't he care that it was what his son wanted to be and if he was happy, he should be happy with it as well? In reply, Sivan answered my question with another question - ' But is one person's happiness worth the sadness of a few others?'

Hmmm, food for thought. Pausing for a second or two, I replied that since she put it that way, there was nothing tt I cld say. And she spoke up again - "But then, if you keep caring about what the world has to say about you each time you do something, then u're never really living for yourself aren't you?" With that, we kinda switched to another topic w/o having a proper end to Kumar's life story. Haha. But hey, take a moment to stop and ponder abt our coversation. What will be your take on it? Will you sacrifice something for someone else's happiness, or wld you deem ur own happiness as more important? Are u living for yourself or simply for the world?

Think abt it, won't you?

P/S: Sivan, thanks for coming along with me for the play and of course, for the discounted tix with the help of ur card. It was memorable only because I had you for company. I hope you had as much fun as I did. More plays the next time ard? Love ya kid. Muacks!

Tuesday, March 21, 2006
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