work has left me tired and drained. now that we are moving into theatre soon, rehearsal hours are 10am-10pm daily. even on sundays and public holidays. lucky for me, they postponed tomorrow's rehearsal to sunday last minute and i can't make it. the people i work with, let's see what i can say about them, some are rather nice but some are just pain weird. it is always wise not to bitch on a blog. suffice to say that the decision makers are indecisive and there exist those who ask me to lift overhead projectors onto high shelves single-handedly one moment and, a few minutes later, tell the boys to tighten the screws i already tightened because i'm a girl and thus have no strength. well, screw it! for the sake of maintaining good working relations, i swallowed my pride and almost choked. Yes, let the boys tighten the screws cos the girls ain't good for anything other than throwing OHPs around. next time they ask me to lift the wooden staircase prop(which I've been doing for ages) I'll just break a nail and start to cry while accidently lifting the stairs above my head and letting it fall to the ground. hopefully, it will splinter and we will be left with a few pieces of sad looking wood. haha so much for not bitching. anyway, i hoped i managed to be vague and ambiguous enough to keep out of trouble. personal feelings and work don't mix. (usually refers to office affairs but in this case, the phrase refers to the desire to commit crimes that are classified according to 1st degree, 2nd degree and 3rd degree and which carry death sentences. it's not drug-trafficking. guess again.
2 days ago, my grandmother had the cancerours thing in her lung removed and 1/3 of her right lung along with it. doctors are optimistic cos it appears that it hadn't had the chance to spread to lymph nodes (which is very good). my mother visited her today and said she was alert and itching to get out of bed.
just chatted with ah boy on msn. she said she would try to take some photos of her blondie friends for me. hee hee. feed my psychotic obbession.
Friday, April 29, 2005
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