Its the fourth week of the semester already. Time flies.
Busy with productions as usual. Am I tired? Yes. Am i stressed out? Yes. Am I complaining? Not really. Do I feel like quitting school and all that? No....
We've seen a lot of people who start breaking down whenever a slight bit of pressure is applied to them. I dont know about you.. but one way i prevent myself from buckling under pressure is to think of plan B.
Ting's one weird case though. She's also as busy or even more. Thing is... instead of taking a ciggarette or a nap she's wanting to "fuck some one so that she could sleep". I'm not so sure what's that supposed to mean....
Well i took the chance... ehhh didnt quite work out.
I hate that msn pic of hers. I love this one better:
"Deep in thoughts" yea... ii lurbb eeu eeuu lurbb miie...
A few rough rides for AFP Film one these few days. A bit of a management problem and the overall morale and bonding of the team wasnt quite where i expected it to be. Pulled up my socks over the weekend and
did what i could to organise everyone and give out tasks. I could go on and on about the mental breakdown i had over the weekend but i'll save it for Henry lol. He's my bitching station at the moment.
Met up with our superstar Daryl in the library today along with Jowell. Actually had classes on then but was sent off to do some printing and you know how stupid school librarians can get with maintaining IT equipment. So i gave up hope that our printers will ever be in working order and it's then that Daryl asked me to go for a smoke.
Half and hour late for class.... smoking's gonna take 15 minutes... hmm.... Conclusion?
Smoke....
If there's one thing that keeps me going on and on everyday and never end up blaming everything in the world for all my misfortunes are the guys around here. It's different when you're hanging out with 20-26 year olds compared to lets say... err.. first year mass comm know-it-alls.
Daryl and i walked out.... then he handed me something. It was tobacco.... as in... tobacco tobacco in all its naked glory!
He bought one of those 3.90 packet things that comes together with cig paper. Looks like he ran out of cash.
"You're not a smoker if you cannot roll your own ciggarettes", he says.
That's a fuckin challenge. You're on, buddy.
We got out of school and sat down near the drain with the banglas walking around us doing the construction thing they do.
Turns out none of us could roll at all. So much for being best friends with Roy.... Viceroy.... menthol... menthol light... for me and him.
Busy with productions as usual. Am I tired? Yes. Am i stressed out? Yes. Am I complaining? Not really. Do I feel like quitting school and all that? No....
We've seen a lot of people who start breaking down whenever a slight bit of pressure is applied to them. I dont know about you.. but one way i prevent myself from buckling under pressure is to think of plan B.
Ting's one weird case though. She's also as busy or even more. Thing is... instead of taking a ciggarette or a nap she's wanting to "fuck some one so that she could sleep". I'm not so sure what's that supposed to mean....
Well i took the chance... ehhh didnt quite work out.
I hate that msn pic of hers. I love this one better:
"Deep in thoughts" yea... ii lurbb eeu eeuu lurbb miie...
A few rough rides for AFP Film one these few days. A bit of a management problem and the overall morale and bonding of the team wasnt quite where i expected it to be. Pulled up my socks over the weekend and
did what i could to organise everyone and give out tasks. I could go on and on about the mental breakdown i had over the weekend but i'll save it for Henry lol. He's my bitching station at the moment.
Met up with our superstar Daryl in the library today along with Jowell. Actually had classes on then but was sent off to do some printing and you know how stupid school librarians can get with maintaining IT equipment. So i gave up hope that our printers will ever be in working order and it's then that Daryl asked me to go for a smoke.
Half and hour late for class.... smoking's gonna take 15 minutes... hmm.... Conclusion?
Smoke....
If there's one thing that keeps me going on and on everyday and never end up blaming everything in the world for all my misfortunes are the guys around here. It's different when you're hanging out with 20-26 year olds compared to lets say... err.. first year mass comm know-it-alls.
Daryl and i walked out.... then he handed me something. It was tobacco.... as in... tobacco tobacco in all its naked glory!
He bought one of those 3.90 packet things that comes together with cig paper. Looks like he ran out of cash.
"You're not a smoker if you cannot roll your own ciggarettes", he says.
That's a fuckin challenge. You're on, buddy.
We got out of school and sat down near the drain with the banglas walking around us doing the construction thing they do.
Turns out none of us could roll at all. So much for being best friends with Roy.... Viceroy.... menthol... menthol light... for me and him.
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