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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i just read lynn's blog abt judging people and how wrong we can be. i too, have victimized many due to my pre-assumptions a time too many. most of the time, i never try and get to know their side of story/ or them before passing a judgment (which is pretty fine by me) and ostracize them upon first impressions. it never bothers me, cos i never wanted to be their friend anyway. and that was how it usually was until a few days ago. until thursday, that is.

some of my friends would know the history this particular indian girl in my lecture & i share. we go waayy back to poly days, had our fair share of arguments and bitterful verbal exchange which eventually led to a soured friendship. we weren't exactly the best of friends but friends enough to have a decent 10 min chat. but all these were thrown out of the window for some reason ( i shall not get down to the nitty-gritty details cos it'll take forever) and we've been 'enemies' ever since then. well, u cld imagine the horror when i saw her in SIM on the first day of orientation. we were in the same school, taking the same course and unfortunately, in the same class too.

3 semesters had passed with the both of us ignoring our presence in school, pretending one didn't exist and if by coincidence our eyes met or our paths crossed, we simply treated each other as invisible. life was easier that way. looking at her or even smiling brought abt too much of painful memories. until last semester, when i received an apology mail in friendster. i have to admit, i was rather taken aback at her humble gesture. after some thought, i decided to let go of my ego and reconcile with her. afterall, the person we had quarreled over was no longer existent in neither my life nor hers, thus it didn't make sense to bear grudges even after all these time.

so the last semester was spent giving polite nods of acknowledgement or subtle smiles, simple conversations over msn and that was abt all i was willing to give the friendship. i really didn't want to have anything much to do with her. besides, they say 'once bitten, twice shy'. but everything changed when we decided to meet up on thursday for lunch.

who wld have thought we'd have that much of fun together. holding a conversation was a breeze, shopping was needless to say but i swear it was the photo taking sessions that really broke the ice. i truly had fun on thursday and a part of me was glad that i actually took the step to get to know her better cos on any given normal day, i wld not have. i admit to being as stubborn as a mule and forgiveness are hardly in my dictionary but this one time, i tried and reaped fruitful results. i might just do it again.

the moral of my story? different circumstances shape a person's behaviour and actions and this might not necessarily remain the same all the time. afterall, we're humans and humans, are not perfect. so the next time you decide to be too judgmental, just give it a little thought. they might not be as bad after all, while in other cases, a person you thought was sucha a gem may prove you oh-so-wrong (recently, this has been the case in my life) and when that happens, you know what to do; STAY AWAY, STAY CLEAR OF THEIR PATHS! that's exactly what i've been doing..

Thursday, January 18, 2007
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