Save my Soul

I completed 1 year as a working girl/women/lady/female. I am not able to recover from this shock. And when my manager said we have an outing to some resort, I thought that will be self-pampering+ break + relaxing at the spa + some gossips. But it turned out to be a disaster.

Aug 5, 8.00 am - Meet in front of symphony services

Now people,,, my lovely friends or unknowns who are reading this.... Aug 5, 2007 is a Sunday!!!! How can any of the managerial- level people do this to us...me in special ? Imagine forcing me to sleep early on Saturday night beating the temptation of late night TV, gossips, giggling inside the blanket with the weekly confessions of shopping tragedies- crushes- embarrassments- weight gain-fashion- victories- secret discoveries ?????

Common sense told me to hit the bed at 10 pm and I forced my poor roomies also to do the same.I thought I will sleep but I didn't and eventually woke up my room mates. I finally slept at 2 am and woke up with the alarm at 6 am. I ran to finish with my shower. 6.00 am and one girl is already in the bathroom washing her clothes ??? Sicko bitch!!
She finally comes out with 2 buckets of washed clothes at 7 30 and I take the shortest shower ever possible on this planet earth. ahem ahem...half an hour is all I have now.

Now I had to run around the room to pack with equipments for basketball, swimming, social drinking, sun and rain. All the while seeing my other roomies sleep. And I knew from the look at D 's face she is dreaming about her boyfriend. Crapo!!
I threw some cake and biscuit into my bag, gulped a mug of cold chocolate and ran out. Ran till the auto stand and then to the road side with some hope of finding an auto that won't demand 120 bucks from koramangala to lifestyle (it takes by meter only Rs 25 ). Surviving the fast and furious auto ride I reached the place. All the while unwillingly replying to phone calls and messages like
"Get me a bottle of water, I think I forgot"
" where are you?? "
"did you wake up?" (no...im still sleeping. message you once i wake up. like duh! )
" what are you wearing? "
"sun screen lotion please"
" beer or vodka? message fast. just got a wine shop opened "
"You know what??? A's looking hot in shorts"
"oh noooo....N is wearing such a tight top"

I managed to reach the place a little late. As soon as I got down from the auto I was deafened with a "Happy friendship day...."scream and I turned to discover some heavy colleques rushing towards me with let-me give-you-a-huge- hug- and-sweet-kiss goal. By the time I recovered from the shock of early- morning-public-affection , my hand was rarely visible because of friendship bands of various styles, colors and shapes. Blah! I was not in a state to enjoy. And when I felt dizzy without breakfast ( i can never skip breakfast ) and opened up the cake and biscuit packet I was throw to the floor, conquered and looted. I spotted even the most hostile people among the troop. Now I'm simply forced to sit down and waited for the bus. Soon the bus arrived and we all rushed in. I took a seat away from the window next to my buddies , hugged my bag and closed my tired eyes to sleep.
"Aashiq Banayaaaaa Apneeeeee......."
Himesh Reshammiya???? *collapsed*

So you see, it was a bad bad start and then the resort gave me suicidal ideas and strength. They had a biiiiiig piece of land with a basketball court without a concrete floor , football cum cricket ground, no bar or liquors available inside, roof-leaking snooker room. Now am I complaining? Yes ...yes...I am. I woke up early morning on Sunday to trip to a place like this?

But its true that their L shaped swimming pool is really neat and lovely. So like a hippo half of the day I was in the water trying to be happy. But our smiles faded when we read... "Liquors prohibited ". What about all the vodka and beer we bought and carried with hopes of sipping by the pool?

People who are frowning at this , ME being a female is conveniently taking all the liberty to complain, curse, blow my nose at S's ( my shift leader) shoulders , throw my shoes and to cry-and-grumble a little more.

I reached back home a little after 6 beating the 1 hour traffic jam in front of Bangalore Central and when I reached home, my roomies were out. I had to wait long to complain, shout and take out my anger. But the splitting head ache demanded a Paracetamol and tight sleep. I woke up after 3 hours and found the room still dark and quiet. My roomies are not back. Its 10 already! I was sure they were off to shop without me. I turned on the TV ...

"I’m not ready to make nice
I’m not ready to back down
I’m still mad as hell and I don’t have time to go 'round and 'round and 'round ... "

Yes I started crying and wept till 10 30 and then unpacked my bag and started weeping again. This song kills me every time I hear it and there is one problem of me going wooooaaaa....woooaaaa....hhhaannn *sob* *sob* if I don't see anybody when I wake up after a sleep. Its true and not funny :(. I waited for my roomies to do dinner and for some pampering, consoling and weeping along. Nothing happened except the declaration " We had dinner from out " when they landed back at 10 30.

I am still weeping. The body ache is terrible. Basketball match at the resort (girlz vs Boyz), football and finally the fall from the tree as I climbed to photo a guy-in-pink-kurta- sipping-strawberry juice -with-red-straw. Gulp. And the trip to a new parlor yesterday has left marks and cuts on my face. It looks like my non-existing drunken husband has beaten me up. I couldn't even touch my face this morning. I hate you.. short haired, over makeup ed, so called "beautician". Im planning to drop in today evening to show you my ugly, warrior face.
In short. At present :My week is going too bad . I'm hostile. Stopped smiling for the first time in my life. Blogging without working. No fighting for remote. Eating quietly. Wearing greys and blacks. Frowning, muttering , overusing F@## and banging my head every 10 mins.

Somebody please say/do/plan/pray and put me back to normal else take me to NIMHANS before I throw my shoes and coffeee at those girlz in the Research team giggling at the bathroom slippers I forgot to change.