Orientation gets more and more screwed up as the days go by. And of course don't mention the additional workload of the screwed up hall system out of no where in the middle of orientation. Early in the morning..
We changed all the auxs and the phono heads to speakon, placed the fin in the aircon control room, lay RGB cable from the fucking cage all the way down to the middle of the stage and finally ductape every single inch of wires seen on earth. Of course there were hidden extra work when things start to not work like speakon heads running out and things no where to be found, making me half dead by half day.

"Why are we the only ones doing this?"
"No shit, IDC, I'm going on MIA after lunch."
*growls* "I hear my stomach growling."

End up, we still went to film but this time with just one camera since most of the footages I take will get deleted anyways. Like seriously, it has come to a point when we don't see the reason to film anymore. And I don't know how much of the video has been done but I'm guessing tension will go on sky high the next few days to come. And I get so pissed off at myself for pressing that lock button on the projector. Well, on a side note, this is one of the times when you don't want to act like nothing's wrong but actually have to act like nothing's wrong.

My class's epic..
"What you all doing? After school already still here?"
"Hunting.."
"... Right.. Till what time?"
"4.30"

Well, can you believe it. Hunting. That's what my class guys were doing. I guess that's what happen when you get a lot of single guys in your class. -gasp-

Then again, I thought the girl caught my eye. No not the girl, the dance-.- Yeah, it's like the first time I saw her dance that part, it's like wow, even though I don't really agree she's that pretty. Hmm yeah, but the dance was awesome. And she made me wanna learn how to dance the orientation dance (and I actually did, esp that part). And then I went on to wonder why you took the words out of my mouth, then I remembered we were BFFs (Not that we aren't but at least to you we aren't) and maybe that's why. Maybe that's why we were BFFs, that's cause you understood me and stood by me. But then, that was then.

Labels: BFF, MRC