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Sunday, November 18, 2007


Damn tired today. Had two shows back to back. Flew solo for an event last night. It was a Deepavali cum Hari Raya thingy. It was fun though it ended close to midnight. And I was damn tired. Plus there was this drunkard woman. She just made things worse. She came up to the DJ console and told me to play a song for her. From far she looked harmless but MAN! When she came near immediately I felt like throwing up due to the strong smell of alcohol, I started coughing my heart out. I couldn’t even speak a single line without coughing. Lucky thing there was a guy who took over my place and I just spin the music. After the event, I had some really good comments from the guest. Some even asked for my name cards but didn’t have any so I gave them my uncle’s.

This is not really the first time I flew solo. Second, actually but each time I flew solo the number things that I had to do kept increasing. The first time I flew solo all I did was to spin music. Last night’s event, I had to be the DJ/MC. Which I don’t normally do, usually the DJ part’s left for my uncle but he couldn’t because he had to DJ another event. This morning’s event was also another long one. It was a CC event, at the stadium. All I did was to spin the songs they gave. I only had less then 5 hours of sleep and I was do this morning’s event, all alone. My uncle was too tired form the event that he did. I can’t really complain because he pays me and that’s my school allowance. I just don’t understand why my mom is making a big deal out of things. She had a black face on since this morning. Don’t know why but I got a gut feeling it’s because I got home close to half pass 1 this morning and I left 6.40am. But she’s got to understand that I’m working. I have to cause that would be my allowance for the rest of the month and the next. And its not ever weekend I have an event like last night’s. Yeah my dad gives me cash but that is not enough. That would only over enough for transport and my bill, after which I would only have $50 to spend and mind you, I buy on own daily stuff. I try not to ask from her. And even if I do I would have to pay her back. WHY CANT SHE UNDERSTAND THAT! Its not like I want to come home so late. And plus I still have a paper to study for. I just hate it when she does this. Why cant she just understand?!


~ { 8:11 PM }
reflections of you and me;