Been a few days since this page was updated, so for those of you who thought and/or told me that I'm doing a vanishing act, here I am, just you and me, and there's nowhere else on net I'd rather be!!
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OK OK, so what if you didn;t miss me, I'd continue to ramble and blurt like usual, and live my illusions. Happiness anyway comes more from within than anywhere else, so I have all the rights in the world to pamper myself sometimes with hallucinations...[8)]
Talking of life, well, days have resigned themselves to a pattern somewhat, though I'm not yet bored with 'routine' if only because I do not have another option at all. I'd not spend one waking moment at home, esp if I'm not all alone, if I could. And there's nowhere else I can go to. So everyday has become like the other, and the clock just ticks on. Life's extremely silent and lonely these days, so much that I think I'd soon forget how to make a conversation (and yes, despite several seat project mentor ambience changes, I still have found nobody interesting enough to talk to, though another girl, who I think is an intern sits not too far away but I can;t find enough reason and will to talk to her, and there was a rather foolish guy sitting nearby for one or two days who talked just too much, so overall, my latest arrangement is better than anything so far).I just occassionaly turn to the net for some salvation and a change, but when there's too much work, there's not much time either.
OK OK, so what if you didn;t miss me, I'd continue to ramble and blurt like usual, and live my illusions. Happiness anyway comes more from within than anywhere else, so I have all the rights in the world to pamper myself sometimes with hallucinations...[8)]
Talking of life, well, days have resigned themselves to a pattern somewhat, though I'm not yet bored with 'routine' if only because I do not have another option at all. I'd not spend one waking moment at home, esp if I'm not all alone, if I could. And there's nowhere else I can go to. So everyday has become like the other, and the clock just ticks on. Life's extremely silent and lonely these days, so much that I think I'd soon forget how to make a conversation (and yes, despite several seat project mentor ambience changes, I still have found nobody interesting enough to talk to, though another girl, who I think is an intern sits not too far away but I can;t find enough reason and will to talk to her, and there was a rather foolish guy sitting nearby for one or two days who talked just too much, so overall, my latest arrangement is better than anything so far).I just occassionaly turn to the net for some salvation and a change, but when there's too much work, there's not much time either.
BUT but but, my life being my life can never be too far from something dramatic, even if it's short-lived. I spent a sad weekend mostly in a hospital, but the good thing was I got to sleep a lot:D. Then, on a lunch meeting on Monday I told the managing director the work given to me is not challenging enough! Rest assured, I have loads to do ever since.:D
Waise it's such a cool company...they call us for meetings over pizzas, and gift liquor to the intern who designs good posters for them!!! But wait till I tell you the not-so-cool part. Most of the people i've met or worked with here are rather nice and helpful, so much that the only time I've been scolded is for calling someone 'sir'. But yesterday I saw the tip of one of those monstrous workplace-icebergs...sexual harrasment. OK dont be scared, it was nothing so serious as it sounds, yet, but what i'm saying is no place on earth is free from 'cyber despos' and their cousins and that really really irritates and disgusts me. Read this for more gaalis I've already showered in the past... What happened was something commonplace, I got a flood of mails from some you-know-what kind of a guy seeking 100% pure franship with me, smitten with my aankhon ka nasha and mind blowing hassi..[[yucks]]..Reminds you of an Orkut CD scrap, eh? But what bugged me was that the mails were on my company mail account, and as it turned out, from someone who definitely sits on my floor and works here, though I don't know who he is in person. But that's because I'm too caustic about it, and since he hasnt mailed after a suitably threatening reply, I do not want to go about looking for him and spoil the taste of my mouth.
Grow up guys...you can never impress a girl by selling yourself so cheap...
6 comments:
Hmmmm.
They don't know how else to sell themselves :-)
Interesting. Because when I said maybe ur work is not challenging enough; u said "aah.. maybe i am too good" .... Not fair at all. Keep on posting though. Its good to open that page of yours and find something new to read.
[zyborg]
Teach them. You seem to be good.
:P
[bikram]
o cmon i was only kiddin...:D
obvsly did nt mean it...
yeah i'd write more often
thanx for reading:)
Dont give a damn to 'cheapsters'!
They suck!
Hope you are keeping good health now.
PS:
1. Bryan Adams is my fav...
2. Your new template is good.
:)
industrial internships really suck!! no bakar nd nothin interesting... except the usual stares and the coffee.
[gaurav]
same story everywhere
[tapasya]
:)
thnx
[chandu]
hehe
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