My school concert juz pass days ago...
err...
after all these days...
i just wanted to say...
''FINALLY IT'S END"
during those days...
i was like surrounded by the sound system...
the light...
the attitude of my juniors...
the stress by all fucking bitch teachers gave...
I even dream that the whole mic drop from the stage and i wake up with fear...
This year...was different as last year...
the rehearsel was on the morning of Friday...
and damn the performance is on the actual night...
although they say its just formal rehearsel on Friday night...
we still have chance to improve if we did any mistake...
but first time I heard ppl open the full dress rehearsel for the students...
and sold them ticket which cost 5 per person...
and they just get to sit on the floor and stairs...
If its me...
I rather go fail my essay writing that cost 30 percent in the exam than wasting my time to go see a performance that is certainly incomplete...
ok,
I'm a Interactor...
and my job during this event is the sound system...
I have to take care of the condense mic...
which is fucking expensive and sensitive...
The mic just absorb any sounds...
so when we touch it or move it...
We were like thieves trying to steal something...
everything should be deal with a very very very...
I mean super very SILENT sound...
so that none of those irritating sound comes out from that speaker...
and let everyone burst out laughing...
First night...
everything is like very not organize...
and my stupid president was like so confident that everything will be ok...
he cares nothing...
the thing he know is just to nag and lecture me...
telling me not to be late not to this not to that...
Fuck him...
I was there in school 4.45 sharp...
ok...maybe i'm wrong that i did not arrived at 4.30 as he says...
but damn...
when I reached the foyer of the school...
still some of them haven reach yet...
and the worst is...
stupid president say that I'm late...
and everyone is waiting for me to get up to the bus...
but...
I still have to stay there wait for the bus until 5.15...
so whether I consider as late...
is due to ur point of view...
to me...
I'm not late...
and I'm clever to reach there not so early...
and being like a sohem...
wait for so long...
and yet...
the pk1 starts to kap siao...
he went telling that big boob tang swee chin, that i'm late some kinda thing...
and she went telling that bitch hooi lean...
she is a hypocrete...
fuck her...
always pretend to show like she is the best teacher and she likes us so much...
but when the big boobs tell her that the pk1 said that I'm late...
she went spreading around...
until my president come n nag me again...
saying like''Audrey ar, u are committee u noe...u dun set good example for ppl...hw ppl r going to follow the law of Interact Club..."
see...
again...
thanks to big boob n hooi lean the bitch...
then,
the whole event suckz on the very first night...
sound system create problems...
the members did not stand by for their work...
ppl incharge of the intercom chatting...
backstage ppl are not alert...
my stupid president does not help when the problem pops up...he just stood there n see wats happening...
so after the concert...
the HM suprisingly did not screw us...
but advice what to be improve...
and certainly in a very polite way...
but...
that big boobs...
was yelling at us in front of the HM...
she said that she felt the girls in Interact is not responsible to their work...
and she yell at us saying that why the fucking hell are we wearing high heels...
damn her...
thanks to TAN HONG KAI.. the guy that went to complained to her and she remembered...
so,
the HM asked all the girls to walk down from the stage and let him check on our shoes la...
and one of the teacher of the big boob gang said that my shoe is high heel...
let me tell you...
the height of my heels is just the diameter of two fingers...
and whats wrong even I wear high heels...
I did not went crocking on the stage...
I m walking on carpert baby...
you know it wont come out with any sounds durng walking on carpert...
Atlast I find out a reason for me to persuade myself to forgive her...
the reason is...
the big boob's upper part is too heavy...
and the lower part cannot stand the weight of her big boobs...
so everytime if she wears high heel...
the high heel easily crack...
so she dun feel happy seeing ppl wearing high heels and she fucking just feat into her sport shoe...
and its the very lame n noob type...
not fashionable...
not nice...
not cool...
and certainly won be like mine...limited edition...haha..(i'm so mean)
makes her look like a shorty...not shawty..
haha...
I went asking pn.ooi also one of the lame 1...
she says my shoe is ok...and i dun need to change...
and last she tell me not to give up for tomorrows concert...
shock...my jaws seem to be like falling on the floor on that very moment...
wondering whether she ate the wrong medicine...
why she treated me so good???
Next day...
again woke up very early in the morning...
cant really sleep the previous night...
tension...
then went to dewan sri penang again for the rehearsel again..
this time..
I really cannot stand the attitude of my members already...
so i sitted down with kye sheng..
thinking of the way to solve it...
and at last we got it...
went telling all of them what should they really do...
1st pay attention.
2nd allert always...
3rd shut their big mouth up...
4th stand by beside the stage before another program starts...
5th move fast...
and atlast...
to ensure that everyone will deal with it...
I was like saying...
those who are not following what i asked to do...
are going to be in the dicipline book of the Interact Club...
but luckily...
my members are still as cute as they are...
obey everything that I say...
chubby betul!
When the actual concert started...
everything is done..
very well...
very smooth...
nth goes wrong...
i cooperated with those who are on the stage perfectly...
happy with it...
at that very moment...
I realize I really can do something perfectly if I really try to do it...
and one more thing is....
I feel kinda guilty...
for SOMETIMES I kinda look down on those members that are not that intelligent...
they really follow instructions...
they really try their very best...
they really put a lot of effort...
so I think I should correct my point of view towards them...
I just dunno how to describe how realese I am after the concert...
you'll feel like...oh, everything is over....
we gained lots of accomplisment by the teachers...
they say that we did a very good job...
ahahahaa...
thinking back makes me smile...
that night...
I felt tired...
maybe its according to what my HM say...
someone who tried their very best to finished their job will feel tired after his job is done...
now only I know...
ok la...that's all...
ciaozz...
XxpRincesSxX
10.01pm
9/7/08
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
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