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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and the hype's all over now. i have finally turned 22 and something abt what wicky boy said to me on my birthday rings so true. after this, noone will really care abt my age anymore cos i belong to the "life after 21" clan. offically a real adult. haha, funny the way he puts it but still true after all. a year older, a year wiser they say. is it? trust me, i still feel 18. makes no difference that i'm 22 now. maybe just more responsibilites and constant questioning by family members if i've a boyfriend cos they're all afraid i'll be left on the shelf. fret not. i've already found my mister right.i think.

anyway, i thought i HAD to blog about how my birthday came along cos this was probably one of the best birthdays i've ever had in a long while.

on friday (eve of birthday):

vicky had made plans with me, like what i mentioned in the earlier entry of my blog. met her at 1pm at marina square for a little shopping afterwhich we headed bk to my place for a quick shower and a change before heading for the 'surprise dinner'. i knew we were gg for dinner but had no idea where. this was really exciting. i felt like one of the hardy boys, unconvering some secret. haha. the woman made me alight at outram park station so i naturally thought we were going to 'Giraffe" the new restaurant opposite PS cos i've been wanting to go there ever-since god knows when but no, i was wrong. we boarded the train at the opposite side and this leaves us with only one place to go - harbour front. but i was wrong again. upon reaching harbour front, vicky flagged a cab, made me stand outside while she whispered something to the taxi driver (of course, i was trying very hard not to eavesdrop) and finally, made me get into the cab. the funny part was that the moment i got into it, the taxi uncle actually asked in the most unglamorous manner " but mount faber only got one restaurant what? u know the way, can show me or not?' oooooo, so we were going to mount faber for dinner! i had no idea they had restaurants there. i've never even been to mt.faber before but heard that it has one of the nicest breathtaking scenic views. anyway, coming back to the cab ride, vicky was so irritated with the uncle, she was like "thanks ah uncle, thanks. thank you so much la!" cos he just spoiled the surprise. it was so damn hilarious, i tell you! vicky, vicky, have i told you that you're such a cuckoo. haha.

as we reached the designated place, i was so taken aback by the beautiful ambience of the place. it was so my-type of thing. and if this surprise wasn't enough, i had another pleasant shock waiting for me. no prizes for guessing who was already there, waiting for us. yes, it was senthil!!!!!!! the two gundus had pre-planned this surprise together all along and i had not a single clue abt it. indeed, i was surprised. seeing senthil brought about a whole new set of feeling. no, don't get me wrong. it was not overwhelming love or anything but something very hard to describe. you know the calming and soothing sorta feeling? yea, that was what i felt. seeing him always made me feel good and that day was no different.the effects senthil has on me, they'll never change. he has come to be an integral part of my life, more than a friend, ex boyfriend. he is my best friend. who else wld know me better than him?

dinner was amazing. there were awkward silences in btw but it was nevertheless amazing. at some point, i kept asking myself why we had to be what we were now? here he was, that one man i truly loved like crazy , now as an ex boyfriend who belonged to another. why me? why me? why did i have to go through all this heartaches and start all over again with someone else? why do we have to be contented with just being friends? why did the 5 yr come to an end when we still cared for one another so deeply? sigh... so many question, none answered. either way, i was glad that together or not, we still had it in our hearts to share special occasions with one another like old times.

there were times when i was still together with senthil, we wld talk abt how we'd be if we ever broke up and i always told him that i wished we'll be friends, still there for one another and not be like those typical couples out there who hate one another, bitch abt their ex-partners and walk away when they meet on the streets. and he, had always promised me that we'll be friends and still be involved on one another's lives and yes, he kept it. i'm just thankful that we have what we have. thank you senthil, for then and now. i love you. yes, i do. just in different ways now.

and vicky, i have probably said this to you a million times, but you're the best. you don't know how much friday meant to me and having senthil ard was probably the best thing you cld have ever done for me. and i also know how money doesn't come easy to you since you're still a student and are not working and the allowance that your parents give is hardly enough for your own expenses yet you did so much for me. i love you and for return, i have only my friendship to extend to you. with a lifetime warranty. i hope that's enough. big, big hug!

on saturday (the actual day of the birthday):

my poly besties radhiyah and diyana had made plans for lunch at fish & co, parkmall. as lunch we had. it was so much fun and lots of talk. though we're all in sim, we hardly see one another in school and my birthday lunch made up for all the absence. it's only during these occasions that you know who your true friends are and who are those who really care. i don't know about you but i have learnt alot from this one birthay. those who'll go the extra mile for you and those who call themselves friends just for the convenice of it. rads and di, we may not always meet because of the different lifestyles we lead but we all know we mean the world to one another, don't we? thank you guys for that wonderful day out. love, love.

dinner was, undoubtedly with the family. it has been a lifetime norm and will always be. it was cccrrrraazzzy! so much of fun and i'm really blessed to have such a wonderful set of parents, lovely sister, awesome uncles and aunties and absolutely wacky cousins! what more can i want, you tell me?

on sunday (post birthday outing with the bf):

i so wanna write that it was the best day out of all the three but in actual fact it wasn't. and that hurts. maybe it shouldn't but because i expected a lot, it does. i wonder if this sunday wld have even happened if i didn't cry my eyes out on friday that he didn't even care abt my birthday. he did take the effort to bring me out but really, it didn't matter anymore. he wasn't even the first one to wish me 'happy birthday' and to me, small things like this matters a great deal. yes, i'm that anal about stuff. with senthil, such things were a norm and we both knew what was expected of us but in this r'ship, nothing is the same anymore. i thought things like these were unspoken norms but i thought wrong. sigh. the problem with this r'ship is that i'm too sensitive and live in a fairytale land while he, is too practical. so practical to an extent, i think he's made of steel.

guna thinks that as long as a man doesn't hit his wife/gf, doesn't cheat, doesn't hurl vulgarities he's a perfect husband or boyfriend but to me that's not the case. yes, whatever he says is true to an extent but don't all women want to be pampered, surprised and loved a little more once in a while? where is the passion? by passion, i don't mean sex. i mean, passion in the r'ship? it clearly doesn't exist in ours and that's sad. i'm happy with guna, i don't deny that but i just wish he'll take a little more effort in pleasing me.. it's just a wish. sigh.

maybe it's my fault to think that boyfriends are supposed to come up with the best birthday surprises. it's my own set of rules. whoever said everyone had to adhere to it. i guess it's just my fault or maybe, i've just been too spoilt by senthil. it's funny, really. senthil was everything i wanted in a man (in the romantic sense) but he has cheated me, hit me and hurt me too many a time which led to the final break down of our r'ship while guna, who has never done anyone of those mentioned is being criticised for not being romantic when i'm supposed to be glad. nothing's ever enough, is it? that's life isn't it? it's not always perfect and you don't always get what you want.

oh well. the birthday is over anyway. no point crying over spilt milk. at least, i have good friends and a wonderful family. that's more than enough. and lynette, u completed the beautiful day with your birthday wishes. thank you dear friend. you don't know how much that means.

with this, i'll return to slumberland to wake up to a brighter tommorrow as a 22 yr old. good night.

Monday, August 28, 2006
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