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It's funny how my family's a bit ignorant of the word 'homosexuality' and also a bit intimidated by it. Well, that's how I see it actually. Maybe it's just not their style but it makes it weirder that my folks are quite paranoid when it comes to me and the girls. I swear I've never had a proper occasion where I could trust my 'girl'friend to be a person they would all respect to see as someone who's valued my trust and friendship but instead they always look to the whole impossibility of me impregnating her or she using me. It's ridiculous. I came to work this morning after my grand-dad got a pissed off with waking me up. I mean, I know I have work so I will wake up and when someone has just woken up, it's only normal to murmur out some words you're not capable of controlling. All I said was 'gee' in Burmese and he got pissed off. On the other hand, they know I'm going to Sedona tonight and my grandma did this 'girls are dangerous' talk and this only happened because I showed them a pic of kissing my friend, the designer. Yes, she's got a kid and she's separated from her husband but like, they don't know for sure that she knows that I'm queer. And it's funnier that they don't know I'm actually going tonight to stalk a boy and making out with the designer would just be a bonus thrill and an ego boost or simply things friends do for fun. I'm so sick of it.

I came back home late last night from work at 8pm. Maybe because I am a newb but I find it quite excitingly pleasant that I was doing a lot of things yesterday. From binding papers to attending meetings, I was having so much fun just being able to contribute to work as opposed to sitting down at my desk waiting for my friends to come online so that I can just speak gibberish.

The Burmese lady in my office, I've finally thought of a name for her. I would call her my 'old friend'. It's funny how this happened but yesterday while she and i were waiting for things to happen while our other colleagues went to a meeting, we talked about a lot of things. I told her about my sexual preference, to which she found it quite weird but acceptable. She told me about her husband who actually died on the same month in the same year as my dad's. The weirder thing was they were the same age. So, I had a 'omg that is so funny' moment and as we were talking, the weirdest thing happened. I told her the name of my dad and they happened to be old schoolmates. And, we started giving out names and stuffs and she seems to know a lot about my family. It was nice to know the person who I'm gonna share the office for two months is actually someone who's not only nice but an old friend of my dad. It's actually her birthday today and she's gonna treat me and the rest of our colleagues to a good lunch. Office party, here we come.

I like my job. I know it's only been five days and I know it'll get harder but I guess the people here are more than fine. I have always been a bit paranoid about office politics, where some people form a clique and kinda discriminate against each other. Well, that's not for all the office people and it applies to only 'some' of them but I think most of the working environment in Burma has a bit of politics issues when it comes to 'socializing' or just 'bonding' with your workmates.

I can't wait for tonight. It's stalking to its max and I'm going to Sedona again with my friends to check out if Dimple's there. If he's there, this time round, I'm gonna ask for his number :D