Friday, May 09, 2003
I feel pretty embarrassed about writing all those stuff about BGRs and life and depression and all the rest of it. Especially since my class surfed into this blog during ME today... oops.. wasnt intending for everyone to read those personal stuff. I suppose that kinda rubbish should be limited to writing it on paper, putting it in a jar and throwing it down the mud-choked Kallang River. Yes yes, so as you can see, ive edited that particular entry to exclude the less embarrasssing bits. For those that DID read it, please understand that I'm not really like that, was just feeling really shitty that day and needed something to blab it all out to. No, i dont desperately NEED a girlfriend (tho yes, granted it would be nice to meet someone special, but no, i wont die if i didnt) im not depressed or lonely or need help or anything. (yes yes i am crazy sometimes but not THAT bad) But yes, i am stressed... and loving it =)
Its little ol Lionel ...the cheery happy-go-lucky marakatham first-word-sex Lionel. As you know him =)
SO! lets talk about today... just came back from conducting the last day of Council interviews.. Sheesh i never knew deciding and picking people could be so tramatic.. the feeling that you and a few others have the power to create immense joy or great sadness in dozens (well 100+ to be exact) is quite breathtaking. No, i shan't reveal any of the results here, but i've never known how the pleasure of being sadistic psychologically feels like.. and yes, admittedly, i feels GOOD. Damn, I'm already considered nice compared to some of my collegues on the panel.. One almost made a candidate burst into tears. I shan't go through the horrors of what a council interview is like (lest you go back to thinking how warped i am) but i really wouldnt have wanted to be in the shoes of the candidates.
Also, missed out a golden opportunity to meet up with sugary-sweet-cuter-than-cute-cheery-smiled-really-nice-to-talk-to-for-hours-on-end Debbie from RJ. Turns out her school had their dance night tonight (which many Saints really wanted to go for) and she had one more ticket. Jumped at the opportunity, was about to leave council interviews to go for it when Miss "i can make you feel guilty" Loong asked me, "If you had to choose between leisure and council, which would you choose?" Crap. That did it. No more dance night, no more Debbie. Went out, called Debbie to tell her, felt like crap for standing her up, went in and concentrated on interviewing candidates. -sigh- Now you see why i have no life. But hey, council's a duty, no matter how much i'd love to check out the RJ dancers (and spy on them for SYF) and im gonna do my duty as a councillor the best i can. (wah model answer, can use for interview next time)
Chose to spend the evening with the Exco and Council teachers deciding who should be included in the Nominees list. Tough decisions. Can't say i agree with all the choices made, but people may have sides i haven't seen yet. Never mind.. LTC is approaching.. and we shall see what the 26th Council's truely made of. Had a lovely pizza dinner, with 100 plus which is giving me a stomachache.
Yes tomorrow im off to spend the night at Sentosa!! For undisclosed council reasons. With 5 of my bestest council buddies too.
So exciting!
"I like big butts and i cannot lie
you other brothers can't deny
and when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
with a round thing in your face
you get sprung
when you pull up tough
cause you notice that butt was stuffed.
Deep in the jeans she's wearin, im hooked and i cant stop starin,
Oh baby, i wanna get wit ya, and take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But that butt you've got made me -oh- so horny!"
-------------------------------------- Baby Got Back by Sir Mix A Lot.
Really funny stuff. Trying to memorize it for Candace my sistah.
he rocked the party at 8:40 AM |
