I can’t be more relieved that the project has finally ended.
I may not be meeting those people again. Those people, meaning people from my designated group.
I believe that they are glad too. For those in my course, they can only pray they don’t meet me again. Same wishes here.
It is obvious I don’t mix well with them. They say toe-may-toe, I say toe-ma-toe.
Throughout the four event days that I attended, I cannot be more bored than when I was with them. Their conversation topics are not my type, I guess, though they can talk a lot about them. Lucky for them. I don’t even have any opening to cut in. They wont listen anyway. So I am just the weird girl with the earphones forever plugged in.
I like to slack, but I also cannot accept taking hours for slacking. It is just not right.
They can do that so well, I must applaud them.
The last day known as the Finale was a major wake up call for me.
I cannot slack throughout so I decided not to stick with them and they me. I ended up joining another group which turned out to be better. At least I can talk to them and with them. I also did my duties, ushering and giving away food. It is not a big accomplishment but I did something. So the hours I earned are worth it. Just hope that the hours are recorded properly.
They left super early for slacking at some hdb nearby. Lame. Guess they have more to talk about.
Guess they prefer slacking to walking around at the carnival.
Oh, I received a pouch from Cara Mabes. That was something to be glad about. LOL.
I just wished that my friends were there. Not pretentious people. Not people who judge people by how they look like or behave like. They don’t even know me well enough. I shouldn’t care about what they think then, since I don’t want to know them.
