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Saturday, September 12, 2009

wow suddenly there's so many posts on this blog of mine.

anw. i think shldnt keep whining about my pathetic life. cause whenever ppl wana narrate my blog in front of me (think yesterday when viki and geraldine brought their laptop to school and was happily surfing the net), i feel so self-absorbed that my blog entry is al about me, me and me.

so i jus blog about. how princess s is begging ppl to cooperate. cause see, she's the producer of her cca and ppl are refusing to cooperate to even meet up, and she has deadlines to meet, being the one in charge of live productions. tsk. i supppose when one is in the commitee, there is a price to pay, aka stress. and i shal laugh happily at her cause it's seldom she swallows her pride to beg. (and tat was for calling me slave! ur slave is laughin at u now!! =P)

and ps, she told me to blog about it, and i did.. guess i'm stil the sub-servient slave.=P

which brings me to the point of vp. suddenly felt so ambitious when they sms about the position being empty and tat the main job wil be to contact the ipsf ppl. i'm quite sure i could take on the responsibility, but den again, im stil so cowardly, timid, lacking in social skills , how could i ever hope to think i wil make a good vp? but i thot i could "change things". cause i could actually voice my opinion in the nxt apps. hahas..

but of course lar, there are other more qualified ppl who also went for apps. but i think when i'm 60 years old, i'l always look back and regret i didn't do it.

bleah. enough of building sand castles in the air. or postulating wat could happen. time to do bloody work. i'm once again, so inefficient and couldnt even complete a single thing on my to-do list. bleah.



signing off
amethyst
1:49 PM