Until u hear it from me,the rest are just hearsays.,,
& Friday, September 29, 2006
Are you ready?
Bus stops.
Bus stops has its way of making the miserable gather together.
Bus stops are for those faulty wallets who can't afford a cab back home..
or for those who are not filthy enough to drive themselves home.
We don't have control over our journey taking the bus.
We don't know when it is going to come.
How long it would take to reach the destination?
Whether its air-conditioned?
or Whether there's comfy seats after dragging a day of lethargy?
So there i was at the bus stop. Thinking. Really thinking. Im not about to have someone put my uplifting spirit to the ground.Im gonna salvage whats left of it. Constructive too has layers you know?
They say to be a bitch, you gotta bitch on substance. Like if you wanna start to bitch about someone's dancing, honey you got a be a tat much better than the person you bitched on. Is that the case? I profusely apologise, because i beg to differ.
Maybe Lyn's decision is making clearer sense now. You don't have our experiences, you don't have our qualifications. So base yourself on that honey. Its not like your half aware of our progress? Coming to our sessions at whatever time you prefer. Wait, coming to our sessions at whenever you prefer. Right.
The dumbest question was: "Where's Lyn?"
An actively participating main comm, say more a you know what role, would have known.
And you.
I guess obliviance was a best friend that day.
So GFX.
We came late, and when we arrive we got lost.
So being us we entertain ourselves by naming the speakers, that has passed.
There were..
-Ms full-of-words
-Mr Nevermind
-Mr Don't bother listening.
and..
-Mr Frenchie J.
and we were nervous to do this networking thing, we avoided everyone..and when this Donnie guy came to us, i squealed and shouted, "Don't come to me", In that spur of the moment. -_0*
Haha! And when this Bjork guy came to me and ask me so, what are u interested in (AS in the media business, Hello! It was a media conference where the cream of the crops were gathered. AT SMU mind you) So my answer, stupidly in the spur of the moment...was..
Dance.
Laugh if you may. But you wait.
Anyways, i was walking up to my house, when i realised my name tag from the conference was still on my chest. Pfft. Talk about stupid.
Now that explain the stares in the bus.
( 8:14 AM )