Tuesday, June 20, 2006

i'm so tired. its in the middle of the night but i'm waiting for some stuff so dont waste time. blog la.

i HAVE to say how bad my class is.

the music marathon auditions are tomorrow but only today people tell me i gotta do some stuff like powerpoint slides and compilations and all. yea, i can do them quick and well, but i still am human, i gotta sleep. and at the rate my comp transfers stuff, i can walk to jurong and back. twice!

here's the story..

beef smses me in the evening telling me about how there's a need to do some slides and compile songs and burn them into a cd and save in usb. ok, i agree to help. but i remember one thing. i was not in charge. ok, nevermind, not in charge still can do, afterall, a leader has got to be flexible and do these kind of things.

so i start work. but beef cant transfer stuff to me cos it always get cancelled somehow. it appears to be my comp's fault.

ok, i cant do anything, i'm thinking of what to do, then i think of the people who are supposedly in charge. how come nothing was done before hand? why all last minute? nevermind, i told beef to get them to do.

one was out dunno where, one apparently didnt want to do.

hello, when i was out with my family and beef asked me to help with the chinatown cip presentation, i rushed home and did the work till past midnight!

i finally got one girl to do, and it didnt seem as though she didnt want to do. maybe beef ask cannot and i ask can...? so then cos she agreed to do the slides, i wasnt that irritated anymore.

then, i had to compile songs and i didnt have any. finally, beef admitted that it was her comp's problem, cannot transfer stuff, so i continued work, getting people to help me burn discs and transfer songs. yea i heard its illegal but i'm in distress. I HAVE NO CHIOCE.

now, the songs are finally transfered but i got my friend into big trouble. his mother seems to be very very angry.

and my wrist hurts again. stupid volleyball injury.

i'm so mad. while people sleep, i work. and i usually sleep at like what, 11? 10?

oh well, all for the class, all for GOD! jiayou!

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