early days

i've been longing to write for sometime. since i was anxious to leave meulaboh till my busy early days here. i just couldnt put anything from my mind to my fingers
this morning... well... nothing special really, it's just so damn cold in here my fingers are freezing i thought a little exercise will be good for them. at first i tried the phone keypad smsin a birthday friend. but... hack it's friday the 13, and she is indeed a creature of darkness! she was nice enough to reply twice then i was just not brave enought to provoke her further and let her slipped back into her coffin.
well.... then it is time for little up date
after (damn my head hurts from the cold) a series of farewell party there was no welcome party. ahahhahaha this is no short stop when i usually hanged out with some friends exchanging stories. i might stay for good (damn... gotta call a vendor... which in my stupidity i called my own office!!!) here in motha city djakarta. there'll be time for pleasantries.
so here i am this morning in my cold cubicle (the song keeps ringin in my head) the office is almost empty. more than half of the staffs are out for somekind of money-wasting budget meeting out of town.
it's yet another hot seat i'm having. i realized that first day when people were whispering, exchanging glances, and lines i picked out. then yesterday i started to gather bits of pieces. huaahhhh it's not gonna be easy. damn... i thought by not being an auditor i'll have an enjoyable friendly post.
djakarta itself is another story. i always started early. wake up by the sound of my beloved wife calling (damn... it must be good to snuggle in the morning before i have to struggle my way in and out a bus). then well... like most other djakartans i take the fancy transports to my work place. in the afternoon when i'm too tired and too eager to get home as soon as possible it doesnt matter what kind of transport available. i always take the first available. i dont enjoy being alone too long in a transport with nothing occupying my mind. my insecurity will surge and seize me. i hate that... i just hate that...
whooppss.... gotta go back and concentrate on whatever thrown on my desk