4:52 PM, Bitter Sweet Migraine In My Head
Saturday, December 13, 2008
So i was away for a camp on journalism.
I don't have much to say about it cos its like, boring?
The first day, there were just alot of talks.
TALKS, hello?
On the production of paper, or something like that.
Who cares about stuff like that? I wasn't really listening.
Actually, i was planning to talk to my 'new friends' during the talks.
But talking to them, or at least attempting to talk to them, just made me HOT.
Most of them are like uncommunicative as shit. In the end, i got tired of being friendly.
So i gave up, i just sat there and scribbled in my notebook.
Imagine you in my shoes.
Me: Hello! (waves excitedly at person on the left)
The dude: Huh?
Me: Ah, i said hello.
The dude: Orh. (gives the face)
Like dude? I said hello.
I'm not saying all of them are like that though.
The second day was much better cos i got to meet Jeremy Ratnam and
the HOTHOT Denise Keller.
Pictures with Syaida. I'm getting it from her soon.
Anyway, at the very least, the second day was more relevant to my life.
I finally went to meet gf. Oh, its been a while.
More than a while actually, due to some circumstances.
Babi missed baby alot.
the HOTHOT Denise Keller.
Pictures with Syaida. I'm getting it from her soon.
Anyway, at the very least, the second day was more relevant to my life.
I finally went to meet gf. Oh, its been a while.
More than a while actually, due to some circumstances.
Babi missed baby alot.
P.S: you can ask all you want and i'm not gonna say anything.
you can talk all you want and i'm not gonna listen to anything.
you people can't get through me with your words.
get it? so stop trying ok?
