Ivona returned yesterday, we spent over two hours talking on the phone. She called me when I was about to leave work, the mobile was glued to my ear through two bus journeys and all the way home. I didn't realise how much I missed her voice till I heard it again. I said very little, I mostly listened to her babble on about things in her usual cute self centered manner. I think it has more or less made my day. However I didn't get to talk to Judy because something always came up when I was going to call her last night, and I went to sleep a little early too because I was so tired. It was a hectic day and I barely had any time to do anything at all other than reply to emails and file reports. Work bites the big one. So much it's not even funny.

It's been many months since my last update, so I guess I have a bit to write down. No major changes have taken place in my life since the last you heard from me, just some odd things here and there. My sister went to china to study medicine last month.. I can't really say that I indifferent to it because I do sort of miss her presence. She stays in touch through email right now, but once she's moved into her dorm she's sure to be able to get online on a more regular basis. My work environment has improved; not sure if it's because things have actually improved, or if I've merely adapted to that environment. In any case, I've managed to earn a promotion and my salary has doubled within the 14 months, so I think thats pretty good. There's still the usual bullshit I have to deal with, but it becomes a little easier now because I have atleast some kind of authority that allows me to take decisions on my own. I know a certain someone would *eye roll* at me mentioning my promotion AGAIN, but heh yeah :) I made a new friend on friday through their blog. Been communicating with her every chance I got, though I think I may become some what of a nuisance, so I didn't bug her as much today. It was she infact who suggested that I post something on m LJ. Almost forgot to mention that she's a Sri Lankan, who lives here, and she's been through most things as I. It still feels a little unreal at times, that I'm not the only one in this foresaken town who's messed up. I've called her each night for the past three days, and we spoke for about 2 hours each time, and we only ended the conversation because her mother would nag her to get off the phone, It was a most memorable weekend, and it made me feel good, not just the mediocre numbness I usually feel. So... yeah.. I guess thats all for now. Later.

P.S This post was copied from my Livejournal

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