First Day, First Night

First day at work... alot to say, and yet, weirdly enough, nothing at all

If the past few months were months of gain, April has been a month of losses and heartache... and I find myself a tad like a newborn babe, teary.

The gang sans the skunk came over for a get together... to help me tide over my first night of rejoining the work force. It's been the first friday night that we spent together in like ages, but... unfairly, I could not help but miss the past months of fridays. I am just silly like that at times.

It was alot of fun... and there was a lot of alcohol consumed. Someone got drunk... and we laughed quite a bit listening to the little bunny getting rid of S's unwanted suitor. 

But I guess there were moments that touched me. Like when I received a call when everyone left... just to let me know that I was loved although I've been silly. Now I just wish I could rid myself of the feeling of wistfulness. 

Really wish we could have that platform... will it be granted to me?