No matter how i blast Tata Young's "A Bo Da Bae", I still couldn't forget and stop crying about what happened today. I tried to please every side and I was in so much dilemma. I wished to help out in the blood drive but I didn’t skip class. I could only help out during break time but the first break was too short to even get food for someone like me. For some others, it was sufficient enough cos they weren’t afraid of being late at all. I should just be like them.
I went down during second break and I had to divide my time to help out a little in blood drive and to have lunch with my bestie. In the end they borrowed me to help carry stuff for project rice instead. So I did. I went out to see a few heavy cartons of drinks outside which should be carried in. A few of us including bestie stack around six cartons on a trolley and I started pushing it to the blood drive location because of certain reason.
My bestie helped me. But it was hard. No matter how some arrogant bitc’ says that its not, it was. We had to push it on rough surfaces outside then the trolley got stuck a few times at the door to go inside and inside, we had to push up and down the slopes, in and out the lift. Bear in mind that the cartons could even fall from the trolley so we had to be careful.
In the blood drive location, there was Jeff but he was cold as ice and no matter how unhappy he was with whatever he shouldn’t just ignore me. So I asked ct where should I put the trolley and she said behind. So I pushed it behind but then ct came to push it even further to the corner which was less then 3 metres away.
In class I did my work which requires me to draw a female soldier and so I did. I requested my Faci to let me leave after presentation but I didn’t tell him any reasons because it’s just me. But faci told the whole class that the whole class should just as well leave and every student who wants to go off early have a special reason and that it would get him into trouble and so on so forth.
It was a fairly acceptable rejection until one of my classmates took her bag and leave after she presented so smoothly and happily that it broke my heart. Faci even reminded her to do her RJ. How come she could leave? What was her reason? Was it as pure as mine? Wait till he needs one-third pack of blood (fyi, one pack saves three lives).
During presentation Faci asked “so you can draw?” when he saw the soldier that I drew. Yes I can draw. More than you can imagine. Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t that proud of that mere drawing anyway. I can do better.
In blood drive after class, I was telling ct how hard it was for my bestie to get the trolley all the way here and she kept insisting that it wasn’t. It wasn’t? Of course it wasn’t! For her. She barely pushed for 3 metres. She wasn’t the one who pushed all the way from outside. No one did. Except for me. Was it too much for me to expect a word or two of amazement or appreciation? I thought she was a friend. I guess she’s not worthy enough.
I went down during second break and I had to divide my time to help out a little in blood drive and to have lunch with my bestie. In the end they borrowed me to help carry stuff for project rice instead. So I did. I went out to see a few heavy cartons of drinks outside which should be carried in. A few of us including bestie stack around six cartons on a trolley and I started pushing it to the blood drive location because of certain reason.
My bestie helped me. But it was hard. No matter how some arrogant bitc’ says that its not, it was. We had to push it on rough surfaces outside then the trolley got stuck a few times at the door to go inside and inside, we had to push up and down the slopes, in and out the lift. Bear in mind that the cartons could even fall from the trolley so we had to be careful.
In the blood drive location, there was Jeff but he was cold as ice and no matter how unhappy he was with whatever he shouldn’t just ignore me. So I asked ct where should I put the trolley and she said behind. So I pushed it behind but then ct came to push it even further to the corner which was less then 3 metres away.
In class I did my work which requires me to draw a female soldier and so I did. I requested my Faci to let me leave after presentation but I didn’t tell him any reasons because it’s just me. But faci told the whole class that the whole class should just as well leave and every student who wants to go off early have a special reason and that it would get him into trouble and so on so forth.
It was a fairly acceptable rejection until one of my classmates took her bag and leave after she presented so smoothly and happily that it broke my heart. Faci even reminded her to do her RJ. How come she could leave? What was her reason? Was it as pure as mine? Wait till he needs one-third pack of blood (fyi, one pack saves three lives).
During presentation Faci asked “so you can draw?” when he saw the soldier that I drew. Yes I can draw. More than you can imagine. Don’t get me wrong. I wasn’t that proud of that mere drawing anyway. I can do better.
In blood drive after class, I was telling ct how hard it was for my bestie to get the trolley all the way here and she kept insisting that it wasn’t. It wasn’t? Of course it wasn’t! For her. She barely pushed for 3 metres. She wasn’t the one who pushed all the way from outside. No one did. Except for me. Was it too much for me to expect a word or two of amazement or appreciation? I thought she was a friend. I guess she’s not worthy enough.
