Tuesday, March 4, 2008
I actually gave up my last (and only) chance of getting close to Gurmit Singh 'cos I was shagged. I swear this is the absolute truth. Anyway, everyone was vying for a piece of him...I honestly, seriously didn't want to reduce him to bones. So much for my ego. I still love him nevertheless. =)
The show went pretty okie...except that there was a mini break down in the afternoon. Not tears of sorrow, but tears of extreme frustration. But it was only a 1-minute craziness, and it was back to work after that. My phone never stopped ringing from 9am onwards, and neither did the walkie talkie. They were all requests of all sorts from different folks...70ish outgoing and incoming calls in total within a span of 12 hours...how's that? As hard as I tried, I really couldn't fulfil everyone's requests. And then I had people jumping on me for fuck, not in the literal sense of course. Yes, it was the tourism awards that we were working on, but holy crap! I am not one of the nominees! So fuck off, you god damn son of the bitch.
It's all these silly creatures and screwed up situations that really put me off. I really don't know how long more I can hang on in here 'cos I can feel myself slipping away...from everyone, everything and everywhere.
I can't. I really can't.
--what some might say --
10:57 PM
