HIGHS&LOWS

I always have this surging urge to blog about everything but when I plop myself down in front of my lappie, I just couldnt do it.

Today was Gossip Girl’s Night, so there was no exception.

I’m too disappointed in things and yet hyped up about tomorrow’s briefing to think about anything carefully. Let me just take this little small break and pray for the best. Maybe something good will happen in  view of this.

Man, will this girl ever stop dreaming and hoping?

Yaya asked me today.
“Mychelle, why did you let this little thing affect you?”

I couldn’t answer her, I couldn’t.

It is actually nothing big actually. It was this stupid TKGS girl who gave me a “HUH?” look when I asked her what veggies she wanted. That is not it, she doesn’t even have the BRAINS to tell me that that is not her sandwich which caused a little commotion when her friend couldn’t find her Cold Cut Trio. Damnit, is she too blind to tell the difference between an EggMayo and a ColdCutTrio? I could just tell too many differences and for one, there is the bloody colour difference, latter RED and former WHITE. Does the Singapore flag actually merges into one colour - I don’t think so. And this further proves that the better the school does not mean the smarter ass you are.

And so I digress.

After that incident I was too angsty to be civil to the rest of the marists behind the queue. The thing is I did not realise. Yaya asked me the above question, and I just stood stumped. I didnt know, didnt realise that my anger was splashed on my face. After several silent promises to myself that I would not let my mood affect my work, there I was.

I apologised, what could I do. But Yaya went with me to a trip to the toilet, and tried to enlighten me about such issues. One thing she said that I found quite amusing was ” Ahya, angry with that girl can already what. Be happy to the next customer lah.”

I was never someone who could control my temper or hide my feelings, unless I really really want to. But I guess this is something I could and I should eventually acquire.

Damnit, I really hate girls who give the HUH look. Nobody could be that clueless. No I don’t hate. I abhor girls who does the HUH look on me.

Chill, for there is always a reason to. (:

YUMM. haha.