这是一本抽屉乏黄的日记.. 让我(们)的歌带你走过岁月..







Friday, September 16, 2005

Finally got rested, another day of boredom. Anyone has lobangs for temp/ part time jobs? Here’s a short part of conversation with one of my classmate over MSN:

It’ll be between ME & FAD.

FAD: Yo alex you ok?

ME: Yup, sorry about the flared yesterday.

FAD: No, it’s ok brother. It’s partly our fault too.

ME: Nahz, not really. Angry about ST & company plus a few others. Not you guys actually.

FAD: I’m ashamed. Your leadership very good you know? Seriously, wish I were like you.

ME: Leaders are not born, they’re made. You can be too. It’s after each experience you became one.

FAD: It’s like you can lead and follow you see. It’s has been hard for you and the ladies for the past 3 days. As an organizer, I shall say you’re responsible.

ME: Leaders are followers too. Everyone play a different form of leader when they’re in a group. I can lead and at the same time a follower because I follow instructions given by a person who is of a higher status than me or of what’s the group’s interest.

ME: Actually I wasn’t the organizer. I’m just a helper. It was Ruben & Sharez.

FAD: You see? Even I thought you were the organizer. You did lots of things w/o complaining.

ME: Nahz, I still flared in the end.

FAD: That’s natural. If I were you, I’ll do that too.

Thanks. Thank you for your appreciation. At least I do feel that what was done was worthwhile after all. These words were a great console. I hope to share this with those who have put in effort for the event.

My hands are still full of the smell of garlic and onions. It's marinated. Phew.