A piece of my mind

So I have a new job. A cool new job. As in, given the circumstances, one couldn't have wished for more. People are nice and friendly, very close to home, good salary and compensation package, and GCS has a lot that reminds me of my dear beloved OC. The new desk, on the 9th floor, overlooks Heliolido sporting club, just like mine, on the 11th floor, used to overlook Shooting club. My team have ubuntu OS, and work with PHP. Quite a friendly environment as opposed to what I used to think earlier, really, all great! So , why ya Yasmina ya gameela are you down? Well, I'm not exactly down, I just miss you ya Mostafa . I know for a fact I wasn't ready to work yet. True, I was concerned about my financial situation , but if things hadn't worked out the way they have( the whole thing was arranged and started in 2 days) , I probably will have lingered on , perhaps forever. I miss having you in my life, and everywhere I go, I expect you to show up and fulfill me like you used to...

Dearest Mostafa , I miss you so much. It's not like I didn't expect it, but really, I can't get my life back straight since you're gone. First it was work, which I sorted out. Then came the loneliness , so I got in touch with friends. Then it was the energy so I gave myself some time to recharge. then there was ... and there was and there was... For every problem isolated, there is a solution. But for the emptiness you left inside me, there is none. Nothing will bring you back! It was Valentine's day last Sunday and it brought me down big time. I tired to compare this Valentine's to last years. The only difference was that I had you! I was trying so hard to remember what was last Valentine's like. It's not like I went out to celebrate bring single, nor had a wonderful romantic date with prince charming. I remembered there was something, but I couldn't remember what it was. And then it came to me last night. Last Valentine's I was busy working. We...

Yesterday was my first day at the new office. I can't say that things happened fast, actually, it was a slow and painful decay. We've been struggling for about a year , trying as hard as we can. But unlike movies where when you gather all your willpower and energy things work well, they didn't. (which is another thing that movies don't tell you; It's not always true that when you work hard, you'll reach your destination) Anyway, for a month, I knew we were leaving. I didn't bother looking for alternatives, I just took the path that looked like the most logical (or that was already planned for me and required the least decision making) and things moved on from there. I'm in the new office, with 7 of my team mates (the luckiest of all the old company I guess as I got the most team members in my project). We're all in one room, which cuts down on communication time and increases efficiency but one has to forget about one's private space. I miss not ...

So I've been low on Ku lately, and I've been all sad and miserable and sorry for myself. And that's a really annoying thing; to be sorry for yourself. And since it reached that stage, I had to break the cycle. I took a week off work, although I genuinely missed Mostafa . Apparently, since I'm usually a high Ku person, the slow pace of life in summer wasn't doing me any good. I kept waiting for something to happen, anything, but nothing did. It was depressing but I decided to take things into my own hands and make things happen. During that week off, I went shopping, went to a movie " Dark Knight " (which is absolutely brilliant and a must see for any Batman fan), read a book "Stardust" which I blogged about here , went on a girl-only day use , and worked out several times. (I think it's true what they say how when one works out the negative energy flows outside their body!) All that was good, but what happened in the week at work following m...

Before I start, I have to announce how special this post is: not only am I writing this for a very special occasion, but also, this is my first post on my new MacBook :D (yes.. i'm a mac girl now and it feels great) Yesterday, I completed my first year at OpenCraft, which is reason to celebrate and rejoice for all humanity! I can vividly remember every single detail from my first interview till now. And to say the truth, I never had a job that felt so right! See, OpenCraft is not just a job nor is it just a few close friends; it's a state of mind or like I'd rather call it; OpenCraft is an attitude problem. And that, as a concept leaves my rebellious side highly satisfied. The relationship between me and OC now has somehow morphed into an affair, really. See, OC is my boyfriend; knows me very well, and understands me and never fails to make me happy. OC is my charismatic keynote speaker, my talented musician genius, my good-looking rebellious bookworm , my hardworking ...