What the Bl**p?

Tonight, as I sit at the Cafe, waiting for my meal to be prepared, with Queenie and Sakura at the table and Miss President at the table next to us, a very disheartening news for our Club, the SH. The guy who worked for the College's Arts & Cultural Unit replied our SMS late. It was not the late reply that made us mad. It was the content of his SMS.



We, the Club members have been spending our precious time for our beloved Club. We love singing. We love the Club, spending some precious studying (or lazing) hours practicing the new Anthem seems like nothing compared to the satisfaction (accompanied by maybe some frustration) gained. We love what we are doing. And we worked hard on getting the team ready for the Day.



What day? Well, on the 1st of April the College is going to have an official launch of its new name and logo. The re-branding thingy mentioned before. We were supposed to sing at the event, together with the Staff (they have their own choir group). The event will take place at the J. W. Marriott Hotel. We were excited when we were told that. I guess everybody was looking towards the event, as it will be considered as the College's historical day. Who doesn't want to be in the College's once-in-a-lifetime history? It's a one-time event. Be in it and you'll be proud of yourself. And being in a prestigious place? That it totally awesome.



But we are facing with a very BIG problem. The Big People of the College is indecisive. The date is getting near and the Anthem is not yet confirmed. God! We only have a few days to get everything prepared! We were damn positive the Staff will, at the very last minute, cancel their plan to sing and leave everything to us, the Students. We had already gathered every eligible members to join, in case such thing really happened. We managed to gather more people that we were expected to (they requested for 10, but we managed to get 17 confirmed members to join, just in case). Some people from the Orchestra helped us out during our practices. They were also preparing themselves for the Day.



Anyway, back to the SMS we received. We sent the SMS to the guy at around 5.30 p.m. He replied at 10.17 p.m. That was late, considering the technology we are using now. Hmm... Anyway, he told us (Yours Truly and Queenie) that the plan of getting us, the SH, to sing is no longer valid. In simple words - WE ARE DUMPED! THE ANTHEM SINGING PART IS CANCELLED!!!!



Yes, I feel like screaming. Queenie actually did at the Cafe. She was somewhat furious over the message. I understand her feelings. After what we had done. The practices. The time wasted. I would be very disappointed too...



It was not his fault. He was only delivering the information. But we somehow let our fury to him. Poor guy, but then again, he deserves something like that because everytime we ask him stuff, he only answers "I don't know." Grr...



The Big People of the College decided not to have Choir team (it doesn't matter now if it is an all-Staff team or an all-Student team or the mix of both) singing the Anthem at the event. What? I thought an official event like that should include the College Anthem since we DO have an Anthem now, but is not yet decided which one is the correct and approved version (yes, we have two actually!) and the National Anthem and the State Anthem. What a waste!



Anyway, we are actually expecting an even more surprising news by the Big People later. Based on our calculations, we expected the Big People will, at the very very last minute will take back their words (on cancelling the Anthem singing by the Choir team) and pick us, the SH, to sing at the event.



Queenie had made up her mind. We, the SH will not tolerate such a ridiculous request (read: order) should the matter arises. But I will, given that we are getting some kind of compensation (read: payment! We need the money!!!) for having to go through lots of trouble for it. Hehe... *nasty smile*

Shallow

I read a shout this morning. Somebody mentioned about this blog being too personal. This is a personal blog, but it is TOO personal for some people as I posted a lot on my relationship with my *lalala...* lately. The person mentioned said all I wanted to do is not write a blog but actually tell people how things are going between me and him, and the GF.

True, I noticed that too. So true, I even mentioned on being sick of writing things about us. Yup. Read that particular post again. It was the first thing I mentioned. Then why do you still write about it? I heard some invisible voice saying to me. Well, this is my blog, where I share what I want to share. Nobody is obliged to read anything. Some people will think it really is just a drama I created to get people's sympathy. Maybe. Sometimes we need some dramas in our lives. Not everybody have the guts of living a drama. Most people prefer just to be a spectator, rather than being in the drama itself. And most will say, "If it was me in that place, I'll..."

The things between us also made me look really shallow. I noticed that too. But this blog really is for Queenie's reading pleasure. She knows how shallow I am, how childish I am, and how, if I want to, mature I am.

I don't write on politics, I'm truly sorry about that. Politics is not my game. But, if given a topic, and asked for opinions, I will try my best to say what I want to say, generally. Politics, for me, is just another word game. You find the right words to say what you feel about things going on around you. That is how politics works. That is how debates start. That is how you gain people around you. Pro-? Anti-? It is all about playing with your words.

I don't follow my Country's political scene (read: political parties or anything related with them) much. The politics here is too dirty to my liking. There is always people with money, who can make things happens, but don't want anything to happen, and people who want things to happen, but don't have the money to make them happens. That is not a fair game, and I don't like that. But then again, that's politics.

I prefer discussing things generally. I love good arguments, with people who can take win and lose equally, and especially love people who win but decided to lose if I start to act weird. Haha :P But seriously, I love good arguments. I am sorry I am not born a debater, or ever taught/learned to be one. But intellectual talks and discussions will get my attention. I am not saying that I am intelligent, above-all-minions and greater-than-thou, but intellectual discussion is actually pleasant to my ears and mind. But never ever weave dirty politics into intellectual discussions. I hate that. Be fair. Even if you're a pro- or anti- whichever political parties.

God! I guess this entry has diverted from it's actual purpose. Hell, I will need to make another post to continue discussing on that topic. Hereby, I, buTTerFLowEr, invite you, reader of this personal blog, to give me topics on which, after I have posted them, we can continue debating either at the Comment or the Shout Out.

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Busted!!!

Hell, we're busted! I texted my *lalala...* with the usual sweet name at some reasonable messaging time (dude, my mind is messed up, and so are my words!) Anyway, if any of my words makes any sense, here's what. The GF found out about us! What do I feel about it? I dunno. I wasn't scared or worried. I was in fact relieved, because we no longer have to worry about her finding out about us.

I didn't expect him to pick her up at that time. I guess what he meant was he picked her up from the Airport. And he let her read his phone messages! Dude, I never went through his messages, not even once! Eventhough on many occasions I had seen many names that raise up my level of jealousy and curiosity. I just keep them all inside, pretending like he has no other girls except for me. Even after I found out that they had this lovey-dovey flame back on track. Dude! Please have some respect on his privacy! But when I asked him he just said "I let her," and nothing more. He loves him so much, he doesn't want me to blame her on anything. And he could always ask me to leave him and go for another guy. Does he have to do that to me? Always? *sigh*

Anyway, I guess she is somehow in some kind of rage now. I mean, I was the one who actually begged her to apologise to him and forget the whole stupid break-up thing and just be happy like they used to. She refused. Her ego was too big she was actually expecting him to beg her as if it was his fault! Stupid bl**p!

I was expecting my cellphone's inbox to be full of assaults and insults (they rhymed well, don't you think?) or maybe some accusation of me being bl**py. Or a devil who pretended to be all nice but are actually the one who is breaking them up! Whatever. I am going to keep quiet for as long as I can. I'm not scared of her. I'm not going to cower when she attacks me (try me, verbally or physically!) My cellphone is not going to bother me right at this moment. I guess I have some sort of Angel with me, who made me accidentally left my phone in Mo's car. Haha... He'll drop by tonight to return it. Until then, nobody's going to bother me with silly messages. Haha :D Sweet...

If she ever has the guts to attack me in the phone saying I'm stealing her boyfriend, I will make things clear for her. She broke up with him and I did try hard to put things back together in which she continuously refuses my offer to be the one who can help in fixing things up. I was their in-betweener. She bragged about having some other guys on tow, she could just pick one or the other at any time. Then when I had securely have my place beside him (he made the move, OK? He even asked me if I noticed the difference in the way he treated me. Yes I noticed but I pretended for a few while not noticing, just to be safe), she came back and claimed her place and now is the Queen of his heart again and she has the rights to say I'm guilty? No way! She is the one who is stealing from me. And I even kept the messages from him saying that he doesn't want me to leave him. I gave him options, and he had chosen to keep me. It wasn't my fault she was no longer the Only One. She should either back off or thank me for sharing. (Haha... Now the selfish me really want her to back off or thank me, or both!) Who says I'm all sweet and nice? Hang around me often, and you'll know not to mess up with me, OK dear GF? Just keep things quiet and none of us will have to leave this relationship, hurting one another or anything. I'm lost of words now, but you understand well, I guess.

I'm going to sleep now. I am waiting for his explanation on this, but it seems like he doesn't want to respond to any of my messages. He needs a break. WE need a break.