Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Davis: I'm going to make my kids live in poverty
Lino: Any particular reason?
Davis: So they won't spend so much.
Lino: Oh, I was going to say that it builds character. But what's undeniably and clearly more important that I get more money for myself.
Davis: That too.
Davis: I hate Bandung
Lino: *Heart Attack*
Chun Yong: So drama. What's so nice about Bandung.
Lino: *Heart Attack* X 2
I hate P101. Already.
Edit: Okay, that totally can't be the only post. And I'm not feeling so down and annoyed anymore, plus i feel like posting.
Funnily enough, once I started blogging, my arms are starting to ache. Needless to say, I haven't done any strenuous work today except for constantly pushing my hair out of my eyes.
Worship on Sunday was good and fruitful. Surprisingly, what I think is quite bad is apparently good in the eyes of some others, which is really encouraging I guess. Yes, it's about God and all and I'm know
that's what's most important. But there's a
most keyword in the previous sentence and I think it's only honest to admit that I want, you know,
fellow humans to enjoy my playing.
I don't see why people play to show off. What's so great about being able to play the piano that makes one play super difficult and complicated pieces to 'wow' people? I mean, I can sort of understanding that the attention is nice and of course, it's nice to have people think 'wah seh you damn pro' and shizznit like that. But... Okay, maybe I'm just different.
I play for pleasure. Not the sexual kind, although if
music gives you an orgasm then by all means go ahead, just don't listen to me if/when I play. I play cause I wanna see people smile, cause I wanna be happy and express myself through playing; not because I want people to think I'm pro. I'm definitely not anyways. Which will probably lead some people to think I'm being sour grapes. These people can suck my banana.
And apparently I'm "tyrannical at times". This re-defines the limits of
WTF for me. Okay, I was tyrannical in VS and a slave-driving bitch and yes
I enjoyed it. However, this is clearly not the way to operate in JC and I don't wanna continue like this. So I've been trying to be nice and all and not flare up like I've been
so tempted to do sometimes when people just don't get instructions.
But lately, certain OGLs have been driving me bonkers. In this lovely modern age of technology, pen-and-paper is hardly required for drafting proposals. On that note, the proposals are supposed to be submitted in soft copy. I'm not asking for the Imperial Verdict on freaking parchment (dipped in tea first, please and thank you), I'm just looking for a soft copy of a proposal. This would require OGLs to sit down at a computer and spend at most half an hour pressing some buttons.
Instead of pushing the computer buttons however, they prefer to push mine. This may be attributed to the fact that, being somewhat human, I display a far greater range of responses than the average computer's "Error 404: You Suck". These responses vary widely, including but not limited to: Shock, Horror and Shocked Horror. The third reaction seems particularly popular amongst them for incomprehensible reasons.
On a more serious note, I think some of the reasons are... lacking, to say the least. OP currently ranks as the top most popular excuse. Even amongst those who's OP has ended. While I can see how OP is important, it's not like I didn't sacrifice OP prep. time for this. I had to sacrifice 3 hours the day before my OP to gao-ding Council stuff and meet OGLs, more than half of whom didn't bloody turn up at all. Yes, I'm a Councillor and this is my job and I'm not complaining about it. What I'm annoyed is that some OGLs don't seem to realize that they
ARE OGLs and that we're already running on a schedule tighter than Beyonce's ass (Beyonce's ass is
WHOA-MAMA tight for anyone who's in doubt) and any delay is just freaking annoying. Now I have to rush out 2 days' worth of stuff in like half a day. Apparently people don't seem to understand that
I have a life too that doesn't just revolve around Council and now everything's been thrown to hell.
And if anyone's going to argue that OGLs have a life too, they had like 4 days to do the damn thing. Even if they're abnormally pious and observe the Sabbath and stuff like that, it's still 3 days. Technically, 3.5 days but let's be nice. Half an hour out of 3 days is clearly too much to ask sometimes. Yes, Council comes with its fair share of delays which I'm all too familiar with. But sometimes it gets too redonkulous for my taste.
Hope things improve. Looks like another meeting to discuss improvements to the communication structure of the P.101 system needs to be held. Gah.
Kay, enough bitching.
Met up with Davis and YongYong for lunch at Thaipan today. Discovered that MRT + Bus is much faster than Bus because I'm slow like that. Met Davis at Bedok MRT and had a fun 10 seconds messaging YongYong
cute messages.
[Messaging]
Lino: Hey Chun, I'll be a bit late cause I met a friend and got a bit distracted. On the bus now =)
[5 seconds later]
Davis: Hey, I'll be a bit late cause I distracted a friend. On the bus now.
Little spastic things that remind me of how great my friends are. Yay for Spazz!
Crashed VS for a while and saw Wei Yang, KayFong, Timo and Ivan. Although to be fair, I kinda roared across half the canteen for Ivan. Talked for a while with Ivan and Timo, glad to see them still surviving Os. Yay pseudo-sibilance. Saw some people whom I didn't wanna see and I think they saw me too. Mutual ignorance was established and we went on our merry ways. Couple of people I wanted to talk to but they were busy. Deciding that just saying 'hi' would look retarded in front of their friends, I decided to leave. Plus I was hungry.
Walked into Thaipan and saw Mr Cheng. My jaw literally dropped. Yu Ting came in after he left. My jaw dropped again. Neither ChunYong nor Davis bothered helping me to pick it up, too engrossed in eating were they. Can't blame them; Thaipan food is absolutely gorgeous. The butter squid seemed just a tad lacking today, but the Thaipan Fried Rice (less chilli please!) was as awesome as ever. Both of them looked tired (as usual, no surprises there ladies and gentlemen) so we didn't talk as much as I would have liked. Still, it was nice just to sit there and enjoy their company, letting the memories of the days past flood my mind. 4G may have been a bitch class, but it was
MY bitch class and I enjoyed the hell out of it. Would love another 4G gathering, preferably sans certain people. But they can always be ignored. So whatever. Gosh, I'm super tired.
P.101 + WGM + Dance tomorrow. Can't wait to see my:
Imba GrandDad (ZhenQiang)
Ahncient Egypshun Lashar Beems GrandMum (SuVen)
Tri-Sexual Dad (Hadi)
Twin-Slash-Incest Partner Sister (Hannah)
Younger-but-bigger-therefore-elder Brother (Jarwiiis)
Vietnamese Brother (WET)
Yes, we're like a family alright. First there was the Brady Bunch.
Watch out people, now there's the
InBredy bunch.
Nights all, I'm zonking out already.
And I'm off again =)
Lino squeezed Panda at 10:09 PM