Yes, I have an arch enemy - dont you? Pah, whats wrong with you?
Anyhoo, my arch enemy works in my building and everytime I see him - which is often - It makes me angry (imagine waving fists and a red face!)
No, my arch enemy is not my enemy b/c he works in my building and is rude to me. He is a friend of J's and I knew him before either of us started working in the building. (However, technically the bldg is my territory as I started to work here first!)
Anyway, he is my arch enemy b/c
a) he is a spoilt rich kid who has everything handed to him, including, I think his job
b) he has an obvious drinking problem - and becomes a total loser when he is drunk
c) I think he hates me b/c I yelled at him at a party - when he was totally hammered and made some comment directed at me.
d) he is extremely rude to me - even in general social settings
Thus, he is my enemy and I dont like him. I do not hate him. Mainly, b/c I know other people with drinking problems and I think I sort of understand that aspect of him. But the being-extremely-rude part I do not get.
Here is the positive in all of this - I think he is afraid of me. Yes, that is positive. No, I really think he afraid of me. I think there is something about all the men I have met, except J, that react in a certain manner of really strong opinionated women. I think the yelling at him - made me unfavourable b/c he didnt think I would. Esp. cause ppl see me as the demure Indian girl.
I think its funny.
Monday, April 30, 2007
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Stars
Ever since I was a child - I loved watching the stars.
I feel that they connect me - to what I dont know. Maybe to history. Maybe knowing that they were there all those years before I was born. They were there when man first started noticing such things.
They are bigger than I am. I feel grounded. I feel at home when I see the Orion's belt. I can spot anywhere....
Particularly because I used to look for the stars from my balcony in my home in Bombay. Orion's belt brings me so much joy....
When I see it here in Vancouver - I feel connected to my sister and bro! We used to hang out in the balcony when my parents used to fight. The three of us huddling together - looking at stars, making small talk. Then there were times when all of us would hang out in a small balcony feeling the cool summer breeze late at night.
Orion's belt also reminds me of my conversations with my first crush....him and me talking late in the evening. It was sweet.
Then those stars also remind me of J. How we used to stay up late at night - talking, flirting under the watchful gaze of the Orion. It was all so simple and so sweet.
Now when I see stars in the night sky, particularly Orion's belt, I feel more at home. Its like I share a secret with those three stars.
I feel that they connect me - to what I dont know. Maybe to history. Maybe knowing that they were there all those years before I was born. They were there when man first started noticing such things.
They are bigger than I am. I feel grounded. I feel at home when I see the Orion's belt. I can spot anywhere....
Particularly because I used to look for the stars from my balcony in my home in Bombay. Orion's belt brings me so much joy....
When I see it here in Vancouver - I feel connected to my sister and bro! We used to hang out in the balcony when my parents used to fight. The three of us huddling together - looking at stars, making small talk. Then there were times when all of us would hang out in a small balcony feeling the cool summer breeze late at night.
Orion's belt also reminds me of my conversations with my first crush....him and me talking late in the evening. It was sweet.
Then those stars also remind me of J. How we used to stay up late at night - talking, flirting under the watchful gaze of the Orion. It was all so simple and so sweet.
Now when I see stars in the night sky, particularly Orion's belt, I feel more at home. Its like I share a secret with those three stars.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Trying to be nice...
About 2-3 yrs ago - I decided I should be nice/polite to everyone around me. Not that I am rude but sometimes I can be plain blunt.
You see, it started this way. One of our close friends called us, I pick up the phone and b/c I hate talking on phones (long story) I immediately pass it J. I do not remember being blunt or anything - just passing the phone to J so i didn't have to talk on the phone.
K, our friend made a lighthearted comment about how I never talk to him on the phone....he was joking, I was giving my exams, was stressed and took this to mean - I will fail all my classes if I am not nice to everyone. Note: You do not tempt karma when giving your exams!
So I decided that I should do what every polite Canadian does - smile at people as they pass you the street, talk about the weather with strangers and say hello to anyone you know.
Now, not every Canadian does this and not necessarily in this order. So as a new immigrant and a highly stressed-out student, I started giving smiles to anyone and everyone on the street. I would say hello to anyone who looked familiar and talked about the weather all the time to perfect strangers.
Now that I think of that phase, and yes it was a phase, I think people around me must have thought I was high - which being in Vancouver would not be that uncommon!
Anyways.
Turns out me being nice to everyone was not a good thing - atleast for me.
First of all, my attempts at being nice to everyone were thwarted by random people not smiling back or simply ignoring me. This would usually not be a bid deal but for someone who was really trying - it was disheartening.
This guy that I absolutely hated to begin with (he was too smart for his own good. Talked all the time in the class) made a fool of me when I said an over enthusiastic hello to him in the middle of the student union building (its like a cafeteria/food court) at UBC. TWICE! Damn him!
Then my talks about the weather started started making me look like a fool. True, I was saying what a lovely day it was when it was absolutely pouring...but hey, I was trying to be nice - not negative!
Anyways, so about 2 or 3 months into me being overly nice I took the bus ride. Now let me say, at this point, that by this time I was already questioning the whole nice-ness thing. I mean being nice doesn't really suit me. I am a sarcastic person. If I were nice then I wouldn't be sarcastic - you know? So I was already telling to myself that it was okay if no one liked me - as long as I liked myself. blah. blah. blah...
Moving forward.
I get on to the bus and its sort of packed except a bunch of seats around this homeless guy. Since I was being nice and wanted to sit - I sat next to the homeless guy. I thought, what-the-hell, even homeless guy is a human being, he must feel like crap how everyone treats him. So I happily took a seat next to him much to the amazement of everyone on the bus including the homeless guy.
Sure he reeked of something stale! Sure, he was sneezing the entire bus ride! And sure, it seemed that he was covered in, what I now know to be chicken pox rash....Sure. But I was being nice and, besides, I had not seen any grown ups with chicken pox. No, not even in India! So throughout the bus ride - under the constant gaze of strangers, I sat next to someone who had chicken pox and didn't budge, all because I was being nice.
Lo and behold, two weeks later, BAM! I start getting fever, and rash. Two days after that my doctor confirms that I do indeed have Chicken Pox.
Yes, I got chicken pox in my twenties because I thought I was being nice. Thus, from that day on - I don't do nice. Nice doesn't suit me.
And I have learned some valuable lessons.
a) do not be nice to people, it will come back to bite you!
b) guy sneezing + covered in rash = probably a case of chicken pox, therefore, RUN!
You see, it started this way. One of our close friends called us, I pick up the phone and b/c I hate talking on phones (long story) I immediately pass it J. I do not remember being blunt or anything - just passing the phone to J so i didn't have to talk on the phone.
K, our friend made a lighthearted comment about how I never talk to him on the phone....he was joking, I was giving my exams, was stressed and took this to mean - I will fail all my classes if I am not nice to everyone. Note: You do not tempt karma when giving your exams!
So I decided that I should do what every polite Canadian does - smile at people as they pass you the street, talk about the weather with strangers and say hello to anyone you know.
Now, not every Canadian does this and not necessarily in this order. So as a new immigrant and a highly stressed-out student, I started giving smiles to anyone and everyone on the street. I would say hello to anyone who looked familiar and talked about the weather all the time to perfect strangers.
Now that I think of that phase, and yes it was a phase, I think people around me must have thought I was high - which being in Vancouver would not be that uncommon!
Anyways.
Turns out me being nice to everyone was not a good thing - atleast for me.
First of all, my attempts at being nice to everyone were thwarted by random people not smiling back or simply ignoring me. This would usually not be a bid deal but for someone who was really trying - it was disheartening.
This guy that I absolutely hated to begin with (he was too smart for his own good. Talked all the time in the class) made a fool of me when I said an over enthusiastic hello to him in the middle of the student union building (its like a cafeteria/food court) at UBC. TWICE! Damn him!
Then my talks about the weather started started making me look like a fool. True, I was saying what a lovely day it was when it was absolutely pouring...but hey, I was trying to be nice - not negative!
Anyways, so about 2 or 3 months into me being overly nice I took the bus ride. Now let me say, at this point, that by this time I was already questioning the whole nice-ness thing. I mean being nice doesn't really suit me. I am a sarcastic person. If I were nice then I wouldn't be sarcastic - you know? So I was already telling to myself that it was okay if no one liked me - as long as I liked myself. blah. blah. blah...
Moving forward.
I get on to the bus and its sort of packed except a bunch of seats around this homeless guy. Since I was being nice and wanted to sit - I sat next to the homeless guy. I thought, what-the-hell, even homeless guy is a human being, he must feel like crap how everyone treats him. So I happily took a seat next to him much to the amazement of everyone on the bus including the homeless guy.
Sure he reeked of something stale! Sure, he was sneezing the entire bus ride! And sure, it seemed that he was covered in, what I now know to be chicken pox rash....Sure. But I was being nice and, besides, I had not seen any grown ups with chicken pox. No, not even in India! So throughout the bus ride - under the constant gaze of strangers, I sat next to someone who had chicken pox and didn't budge, all because I was being nice.
Lo and behold, two weeks later, BAM! I start getting fever, and rash. Two days after that my doctor confirms that I do indeed have Chicken Pox.
Yes, I got chicken pox in my twenties because I thought I was being nice. Thus, from that day on - I don't do nice. Nice doesn't suit me.
And I have learned some valuable lessons.
a) do not be nice to people, it will come back to bite you!
b) guy sneezing + covered in rash = probably a case of chicken pox, therefore, RUN!
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Love It!
One of the coolest songs and video I have seen in awhile....man I am loving the Fratellis!!!!
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Firefox Vs Safari
Yes, you guessed it I am a Mac user.
Normally I use firefox as my default browser...but it has been acting weird lately. I have since switched to Safari and voila, it works like butter in pasta sauce!
Yummm, butter in pasta sauce....
Normally I use firefox as my default browser...but it has been acting weird lately. I have since switched to Safari and voila, it works like butter in pasta sauce!
Yummm, butter in pasta sauce....
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Elevators
I work in an office bldg - a big one. There are about 23 floors and 6 elevators.
Each of the elevators has one of those high tech - TV things hung on the wall. This TV gives you updates on news, weather and other bits.
I have noticed this before and have always thought of it to be odd. Its very odd - I think!
Its almost like saying "its okay if you dont want to make small talk - you stare at the TV". I find Vancouver to be the friendliest city - and yet...this.
There are times when I get on to the elevator with someone from my own floor and yet - I dont know their name or who or what they do....yet we may see each other every single day. Its odd.
And then I think - what if there was some huge calamity - or accident and that same guy was going to save my life and yet I have never talked to him. ODD.
Is it just me or are people getting further and further away from social contact?
I have been living in my new bldg for about 3 months now - yet, I dont know my neighbours. I dont talk to them and they dont talk to us. They are very polite but there is no talking. Again odd.
Its almost like everyone is so busy with their lives that they forget to live.
Each of the elevators has one of those high tech - TV things hung on the wall. This TV gives you updates on news, weather and other bits.
I have noticed this before and have always thought of it to be odd. Its very odd - I think!
Its almost like saying "its okay if you dont want to make small talk - you stare at the TV". I find Vancouver to be the friendliest city - and yet...this.
There are times when I get on to the elevator with someone from my own floor and yet - I dont know their name or who or what they do....yet we may see each other every single day. Its odd.
And then I think - what if there was some huge calamity - or accident and that same guy was going to save my life and yet I have never talked to him. ODD.
Is it just me or are people getting further and further away from social contact?
I have been living in my new bldg for about 3 months now - yet, I dont know my neighbours. I dont talk to them and they dont talk to us. They are very polite but there is no talking. Again odd.
Its almost like everyone is so busy with their lives that they forget to live.
Monday, April 23, 2007
Sprain - pt whatever...
Man, my leg/ankle hurts!
I cant even think of walking on it.
I need to see a physiotherapist...
I hate not being mobile - especially b/c the weather is beautiful and the cherry blossoms are out....
Spring is here and love is in the air.
Well I am not sure about the love in the air part - but it feels like it!
I cant even think of walking on it.
I need to see a physiotherapist...
I hate not being mobile - especially b/c the weather is beautiful and the cherry blossoms are out....
Spring is here and love is in the air.
Well I am not sure about the love in the air part - but it feels like it!
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Time to come clean...well sort of!
This is going to be hard but what the hell.
The whole reason I started writing this blog is because all my rantings are never heard by anyone. I talk to myself.
Sometimes I feel I live in a different world. One that people around me dont know anything about. I feel lonely. Extremely lonely sometimes.
But this blog is my way of writing my thoughts down. Even mundane thoughts that nobody else hears or will necessarily get. Doesnt matter.
I feel that ever since I moved to Vancouver, I have no friends. Which is not entirely true. I do. And I have friends and my sister - who might physically not be here but are always there when I need them. Always. Its just hard.
This blog helps me deal with that loneliness. It focuses my attention. Anyways, I think sometimes we all need to know that someone cares. Or to hear that someone cares - we all know deep down that someone cares - maybe we just need to hear it more often.
Sorry for this depressing post - but thought I should put it down in paper - or electronically in this case. For myself.
The whole reason I started writing this blog is because all my rantings are never heard by anyone. I talk to myself.
Sometimes I feel I live in a different world. One that people around me dont know anything about. I feel lonely. Extremely lonely sometimes.
But this blog is my way of writing my thoughts down. Even mundane thoughts that nobody else hears or will necessarily get. Doesnt matter.
I feel that ever since I moved to Vancouver, I have no friends. Which is not entirely true. I do. And I have friends and my sister - who might physically not be here but are always there when I need them. Always. Its just hard.
This blog helps me deal with that loneliness. It focuses my attention. Anyways, I think sometimes we all need to know that someone cares. Or to hear that someone cares - we all know deep down that someone cares - maybe we just need to hear it more often.
Sorry for this depressing post - but thought I should put it down in paper - or electronically in this case. For myself.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sprain pt 3
So no fracture it seems. However, I have not personally seen the doctor - so I dont know if that is good thing or not.
My other option was a torn ligament. Which it might be cause - the ankle is still swollen.
Freaking goddamn hell!
Moving on - as best as I can - my crush was wearing jeans today. Which for a lawyer is pretty unusual. He is normally in a suit - except Fridays when he walks in Jeans. Today Wednesday - my most hated day of the week - and he was wearing jeans....
Not that that has anything to do with anything - just an observation as I was hobbling my way to the washroom....
My other option was a torn ligament. Which it might be cause - the ankle is still swollen.
Freaking goddamn hell!
Moving on - as best as I can - my crush was wearing jeans today. Which for a lawyer is pretty unusual. He is normally in a suit - except Fridays when he walks in Jeans. Today Wednesday - my most hated day of the week - and he was wearing jeans....
Not that that has anything to do with anything - just an observation as I was hobbling my way to the washroom....
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Sprain pt 2
So after an utterly boring day yesterday - I thought coming to work would be good for me. Which it is - atleast I am doing something as opposed to nothing....
The doctor I went to was Indian - he pronouned his last name like he was an alien - which pisses me off. You know?
Its like buddy - you are clearly brown and so am I - why the alien pronounciation on your prefectly Indian last name.
Anyhoo, he seemed incompetant - not b/c of his pronounciation - he just seemed like it.
Anyways, so I am still awaiting x-ray results on my ankle. The funny thing is that the results dont come in till 3 days after the x-rays. So till then I am in a limbo....
"Is it a broken bone or just a torn ligament"
"Should I just sit here all day or atleast walk to the beach? Hmm, but what if it is a fracture? Should I be walking at all"
"It doesnt feel like a fracture....but I dont know what a fracture feels like - maybe it is"
"Maybe it is not a fracture after all - I dont feel that much pain...."
On and on and on and on.....
I just want to know.
The other thing is I just realized - no exercise for a month. WTF?
Not that I spend hours in the gym but I walk everywhere. I love it . Now I cant without looking like a loser and people staring at you!
Pfffffft!
Somehow I think this has all to do with me being nice. One day - I will sit a write all about when I was being nice to everyone and ended up with Chicken Pox - yes I will - you will see how I am not meant to be nice to people!
The doctor I went to was Indian - he pronouned his last name like he was an alien - which pisses me off. You know?
Its like buddy - you are clearly brown and so am I - why the alien pronounciation on your prefectly Indian last name.
Anyhoo, he seemed incompetant - not b/c of his pronounciation - he just seemed like it.
Anyways, so I am still awaiting x-ray results on my ankle. The funny thing is that the results dont come in till 3 days after the x-rays. So till then I am in a limbo....
"Is it a broken bone or just a torn ligament"
"Should I just sit here all day or atleast walk to the beach? Hmm, but what if it is a fracture? Should I be walking at all"
"It doesnt feel like a fracture....but I dont know what a fracture feels like - maybe it is"
"Maybe it is not a fracture after all - I dont feel that much pain...."
On and on and on and on.....
I just want to know.
The other thing is I just realized - no exercise for a month. WTF?
Not that I spend hours in the gym but I walk everywhere. I love it . Now I cant without looking like a loser and people staring at you!
Pfffffft!
Somehow I think this has all to do with me being nice. One day - I will sit a write all about when I was being nice to everyone and ended up with Chicken Pox - yes I will - you will see how I am not meant to be nice to people!
Monday, April 16, 2007
sprain
I have managed to sprain my ankle...
The doc fears a torn ligament - hence now I am confined to my couch with my laptop...
Yes, it sounds fun - but really it is not. I am bored.
The doc fears a torn ligament - hence now I am confined to my couch with my laptop...
Yes, it sounds fun - but really it is not. I am bored.
Friday, April 13, 2007
Crush
There is lawyer guy who works in an office right across from mine - is so cute and sweet. I have a crush on him.
I love having tiny crushes...they are so much fune and they make your day so bright.
I love seeing him in the hallway. There is never any flirting - he is like in his late 30's I guess. Maybe a bit older. I am never good at telling people's ages....
But its fun.
Too bad I dont see him often - oh well!
See its a rainy miserable day here in Vancouver and I love the day.
I love having tiny crushes...they are so much fune and they make your day so bright.
I love seeing him in the hallway. There is never any flirting - he is like in his late 30's I guess. Maybe a bit older. I am never good at telling people's ages....
But its fun.
Too bad I dont see him often - oh well!
See its a rainy miserable day here in Vancouver and I love the day.
Thursday, April 12, 2007
home away from home
Its weird having two homes. Its like never having the peace of mind no matter which home you are in.
Bombay is my home. It is and will always be. When I am away from the city - I miss it terribly. I wake up everyday knowing I am not home. I miss the noise, the people, the food, the buzz - everything. That city holds you like no other place. You can feel it in you. The rush...the pulse. It courses in you like nowhere else.
And then I came home. To Vancouver. Yes, it is home too. It has cherry blossoms in spring and cheap sushi to eat year round. Its the place where J lives. Its where people hold doors open for you and talk about the weather on the bus. Yes, it is home.
But this means I have two homes. Is that so bad? Not really. Most people do not even one. I have two. Maybe its a blessing in someways. Maybe there is a reason I live here. Everything has a reason - doesnt it?
But when I am at my one home I miss the other.
Bombay is my home. It is and will always be. When I am away from the city - I miss it terribly. I wake up everyday knowing I am not home. I miss the noise, the people, the food, the buzz - everything. That city holds you like no other place. You can feel it in you. The rush...the pulse. It courses in you like nowhere else.
And then I came home. To Vancouver. Yes, it is home too. It has cherry blossoms in spring and cheap sushi to eat year round. Its the place where J lives. Its where people hold doors open for you and talk about the weather on the bus. Yes, it is home.
But this means I have two homes. Is that so bad? Not really. Most people do not even one. I have two. Maybe its a blessing in someways. Maybe there is a reason I live here. Everything has a reason - doesnt it?
But when I am at my one home I miss the other.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Wow
I just saw United 93 yesterday.
I didnt want to but I did and I am glad I did. (I am going to try not to put any spoilers here....)
It was a fantastic movie - as far as movie making goes. What could have been a cheap/insensitive movie turned out to be just mind blowing.
It was so well made. So sensitive and so thoughtful - I thought. And I really think it was sort of a timeless memorial to those who lost their lives on that flight. Throughout the movie - you know what is going to happen. The inevitable, in a way. In the end - I thought that these guys, those on the plane were nothing less than heroes.
Like everyone else - I cant watch the towers in flames or the planes running into them. But you do see that in the movie - very briefly. What comes out of the movie is much more. Much much more.
You get the true sense of the attack. The cold blooded murder on that day. I keep thinking what a senseless act that was....
I remember watching it on TV. And the movie took me back to that day. Where I was, what I was doing when I found out. But more than that - what I took from the movie was love.
I know it sounds ironic or stupid even - but in the end - when the plane was going down...there was a lot of love. People calling their loved ones - to say they love them. People on the plane sticking together in hope to get to their loved ones.
Which is why I think that it was a timeless memorial for all those who lost their lives that day. Something that families left behind can see and re-live. The love that all those people had - even when they knew they probably will not make it. It was very touching.
Definately worth a watch!
I didnt want to but I did and I am glad I did. (I am going to try not to put any spoilers here....)
It was a fantastic movie - as far as movie making goes. What could have been a cheap/insensitive movie turned out to be just mind blowing.
It was so well made. So sensitive and so thoughtful - I thought. And I really think it was sort of a timeless memorial to those who lost their lives on that flight. Throughout the movie - you know what is going to happen. The inevitable, in a way. In the end - I thought that these guys, those on the plane were nothing less than heroes.
Like everyone else - I cant watch the towers in flames or the planes running into them. But you do see that in the movie - very briefly. What comes out of the movie is much more. Much much more.
You get the true sense of the attack. The cold blooded murder on that day. I keep thinking what a senseless act that was....
I remember watching it on TV. And the movie took me back to that day. Where I was, what I was doing when I found out. But more than that - what I took from the movie was love.
I know it sounds ironic or stupid even - but in the end - when the plane was going down...there was a lot of love. People calling their loved ones - to say they love them. People on the plane sticking together in hope to get to their loved ones.
Which is why I think that it was a timeless memorial for all those who lost their lives that day. Something that families left behind can see and re-live. The love that all those people had - even when they knew they probably will not make it. It was very touching.
Definately worth a watch!
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
About myself
1. What time is it? 1.30 pm
2. What is your full name? Uummm....Viki Jones?
3. What are you most afraid of? Being Alone
4. What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a theater? Casino Royale
5. Have you ever seen a ghost? Yes, more than once.
6. Where were you born? Bombay, India
7. Ever been to Alaska? No.
8. Ever been toilet papering? Never.
9. Loved someone so much it made you cry? Yes.
10. Been in a serious car accident? No. Thank God.
11. Do you plan to have children? Yes.
12. Favorite day of the week? Friday.
13. Favorite Restaurant? Maybe the Reef.
14. Favorite Flower? Roses
15. Favorite Holiday? Christmas, of course!
16. Favorite sport to watch? Ice Hockey and Cricket!
17. Favorite Drink? Gin and Tonic. Oh Yeah!
18. Favorite Ice Cream? Anything nutty.
19. Favorite fast food restaurant? Would have to say Delicados.
20. What color is your bedroom carpet? Beige-ish
21. How many times did you fail your driver's test? 1. I got the license because it was hot stiffling day and the instructor could not handle being in a car without AC. Atleast thats what I think!
22. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail? My co-worker. GC.
23. What do you do when you are bored? Watch TV.
24. Bedtime? 11.30ish
25. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest? Probably no one....
26. Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond? J.
27. Who is the person that you are most curious to see their answers? Kool Gurl.
28. Favorite TV shows? Friday Night Lights, Lost, Heroes, Rescue Me.
29. Ford or Chevy? Chevy
30. What are you listening to right now? The buzz of the AC in my office.
31. How many pets do you have? 1 - a cute puppy named Brindle.
32. Which came first the chicken or the egg? Chicken of course!
33. What would you like to accomplish before you die? Be successful - whatever that entails.
34. How many people are you sending this e-mail to? Not many.
35. Time now? 1.45 (I was fast!)
2. What is your full name? Uummm....Viki Jones?
3. What are you most afraid of? Being Alone
4. What is the most recent movie that you have seen in a theater? Casino Royale
5. Have you ever seen a ghost? Yes, more than once.
6. Where were you born? Bombay, India
7. Ever been to Alaska? No.
8. Ever been toilet papering? Never.
9. Loved someone so much it made you cry? Yes.
10. Been in a serious car accident? No. Thank God.
11. Do you plan to have children? Yes.
12. Favorite day of the week? Friday.
13. Favorite Restaurant? Maybe the Reef.
14. Favorite Flower? Roses
15. Favorite Holiday? Christmas, of course!
16. Favorite sport to watch? Ice Hockey and Cricket!
17. Favorite Drink? Gin and Tonic. Oh Yeah!
18. Favorite Ice Cream? Anything nutty.
19. Favorite fast food restaurant? Would have to say Delicados.
20. What color is your bedroom carpet? Beige-ish
21. How many times did you fail your driver's test? 1. I got the license because it was hot stiffling day and the instructor could not handle being in a car without AC. Atleast thats what I think!
22. Before this one, from whom did you get your last e-mail? My co-worker. GC.
23. What do you do when you are bored? Watch TV.
24. Bedtime? 11.30ish
25. Who will respond to this e-mail the quickest? Probably no one....
26. Who is the person you sent this to that is least likely to respond? J.
27. Who is the person that you are most curious to see their answers? Kool Gurl.
28. Favorite TV shows? Friday Night Lights, Lost, Heroes, Rescue Me.
29. Ford or Chevy? Chevy
30. What are you listening to right now? The buzz of the AC in my office.
31. How many pets do you have? 1 - a cute puppy named Brindle.
32. Which came first the chicken or the egg? Chicken of course!
33. What would you like to accomplish before you die? Be successful - whatever that entails.
34. How many people are you sending this e-mail to? Not many.
35. Time now? 1.45 (I was fast!)
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Selfish
I am here watching TV...thinking....
I have to go grocery shopping. I imagine walking down the aisles. I have everything I want - yet I dont have you. Is that selfish? Wanting everything?
I can buy whatever I want - how much ever I want. What does it matter? I dont have you. Do I cry then? Do I complain...? Can I?
I want to. Everyday. Ever since I came here - I cry for you. I will never have you. Ever. But I have other things. Other things that other people want. Do I complain? Can I - then?
Will this pain ever end? Is there a way I can have it both? I want to.
Sometimes I am so alone......
I have to go grocery shopping. I imagine walking down the aisles. I have everything I want - yet I dont have you. Is that selfish? Wanting everything?
I can buy whatever I want - how much ever I want. What does it matter? I dont have you. Do I cry then? Do I complain...? Can I?
I want to. Everyday. Ever since I came here - I cry for you. I will never have you. Ever. But I have other things. Other things that other people want. Do I complain? Can I - then?
Will this pain ever end? Is there a way I can have it both? I want to.
Sometimes I am so alone......
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