“Good-byes make you think… They make you realize what you’ve had, what you’ve lost and what you’ve taken for granted…”  

I read this quote a long time ago, but as if it was the first time for me to understand it the past few days…

I miss LinkDotNet… I miss MIS team… although I didn’t complete even one year of my life there, and although at some point I was dying to leave it… but… I really miss it there…

On my way to work in the last day, I had that thought in my mind while driving…

The thought that I won’t drive this road again daily…

The thought that the very next day I will be driving in the opposite way… to go to a workplace where I know nobody and nobody knows me…

The thought that I will be leaving behind the people I love and feel myself with…  

The funny thing is that what I miss the most now are those tiny little things that created together my daily life scenarios…

Things like the morning Nescafe in the eating area…

Things like the walk to metro market at least once a day to bring something to eat, or even to just have a walk…

Things like the meaningless wicked smile that finds its way to the corner of my mouth every time I understands a hidden meaning in a normal conversation, then turns with a look to Mona and see in her smiling eyes that she got the same meaning too…

Things like writing Mona something on an msn chat, then moving back with my chair to have a view of her facial expression while reading what I wrote…

Things like the everlasting hysterical laughs in those nights we had to stay working late…

But, most of all I miss the family environment; the “Feels like Home” feeling I used to have there to the extent of revealing that child in me in all times and all situations…  

On my last day there, Mona told me something that rang as a bell into my mind and touched me so… she said that it hurts to realize that this is the last cup of Nescafe we’ll make together…

And as the day passed I thought… that it simply hurts to realize that every moment passed by me that day was unique, priceless and invaluable… even if that moment was as tiny as an unnoticed smile at the corner of my mouth…

Today was my first day at the new workplace… it was hard I must say… I felt like a stranger at the beginning of the day… and still actually…

As I’m writing this I’m sure of one thing… That I will never forget MIS… I spent there one of the best years of my life… though full of actions and pains, yet had more capacity of love, emotions, and fun…

I hope that the best is yet to come… and praying for the better… as I always do…

                                                            Rou…

                                                            Monday, February 26, 2007

                                                            5:10 pm

                                                            Day 1 @ Orange Business Services (a.k.a. Equant)

Yesterday was my birthday… I became 25…

Can you imagine the number…? 25 years old…!

Yes… the same number they proudly talk about in huge events saying words such as: “In celebration of the Silver Jubilee of bla bla bla…”

I was so depressed the day before yesterday to the extent of putting my mobile phone on the silent mode just for the sake of not answering any greeting calls… Even when my mother woke me up early in the morning to greet me with a smiley happy birthday wish… I felt like… “Hey… I don’t want anybody to mention my age now! I cannot really understand how anybody can celebrate spending this number alive…!”

In the middle of the day, my cousin called me for the same reason… and through the call he asked me how old I became… I laughed asking him not to remind me with the quarter of century that I reached… something really depressing I said…

My day at work wasn’t really that nice with the everlasting meetings and the dozens of “To Do” lists… But, what’s new about this I thought…

At 7 pm I reached home, and then had a very special outing afterwards…

I must confess that it was only then that I realized how wrong I was thinking from the beginning of the day…

I realized that throughout those 25 years I have accomplished many of the things that many strive for…

I was raised in a wonderful family…

I was very well educated…

My personality was formed along the way… and nobody forced his way into forming it…  

I found love along the way… was hurt once or twice… but never lost faith in it…

I reached a very good step in my career for such a young age they say…

And the best part is that… Yes, I’m 25… but I still feel deep inside like I’m 21… sometimes even 19… I’m never convinced that I’m getting any older…

As I thought of all this I realized that I have reached what many people cannot reach or feel in their lives even in a much older age… and I felt glad…

Why should I ever complain of growing up in age as long as I keep my soul as young as ever…?

February 8^th, 2007

On the mind of a 25 years old girl, J

Rou…