Monday, July 5
Mistaken Dancer.
- there's this mudhead whom i met in my friend's pub along boat quay who recognised me and claimed that i he'd seen me somewhere before. *sticks lower lips out* so what. i dun care. coz i was tired and cranky, plus i lost my voice and so i cant talk , its so late but i cant go home coz i need to send darren to the airport at 6am. *fwaps*
mudhead : "hey u! we met before? u are..*scratches his gel-soaked-head* a performer from somewhere right?!"
me : (reminding self- must be polite, must be polite)*nods* *smiles* (shucks, i behaved like a retard)
mudhead : (still cracking his mudhead figuring out where he met me) AHHHH!!!!! you're from XXXXXXXXXX!!! yes yes! right?!
me : *flashing silly smiles again(i cant tok,how am i suppose to react?)*
mudhead : you are....a DANCER right???
me : erm..no. *immediately switches to ignoring mode*
hey u mudhead, a dancer don't hold the microphone. ok? *throws annoying look*
well well, u learn new things everyday.
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posted by fries @ 7:14:00 PM
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