{ Friends }
12:53 AM • Monday, February 13, 2006
Before I go into 'Friends', I just wanna bitch about this passenger whom I talked to on the Frankfurt flight. Conversation was like this:

Me: Hi good evening Sir, do you happen to carry any wireless laptops?
Sir: (in a quite loud voice cos he had earphones on and sounded quite fierce) What do you mean by wireless laptops? Everyone has a wireless laptop, what rubbish are you asking about?
Me: (the word shocked is all over my face) Umm but I asked some passengers if they carry one, they replied no.
Sir: Really? But still you are wrong, you shouldn't ask passengers if they have a wireless laptop cuz every laptop is wireless.
Me: But if passengers do not have the wireless card/device, how are they supposed to connect to internet if you say all laptops are wireless?
Sir: You shouldn't confuse passengers by sayin wireless laptops, instead you should say 'wyfy laptops' (actually I'm absolutely not sure how to spell that, please correct me on tag thanks =D)
Me: Anyway there is free 30mins internet on board. (hands the card to him)
Sir: Oh I see. (and takes the card away from me) Thanks ( he did tone down a little)
Me: You're WELCOME. (smiles at him and walks away with eyes rolling without him seein lah of cuz)

Ok that's it. How ridiculous can he get right? I was like WHAT THE FUK when he said everyone has a wireless laptop. He thinks he's so damn rich when he himself look like some filthy old CHEENA man. And pls MR, you really look fugly with your hair tied, that's why you have a blind wife(not literally).

I'm done haha and that happened around 11 plus pm when I was already quite tired.

Anyways to continue with 'Friends', I actually don't think I'm in the wrong by sendin all those smses to Gladys (content not disclosed though =D). If anyone were me, I'm VERY 100% sure that they would feel the same way I do too. Do pity me alright, I still can come up with a smile and tell them 'No i'm not angry and i'm ok, its ok one' when I've been in the hot sun ALONE for the whole afternoon. Furthermore, plus the hours in the morning walkin around cineleisure for fuk, I almost thought i could have disintegrated straightaway or my legs rather. I admit I'm being such a pus5y wus5y by typin all this in blog, but can you guys please for once know that I've always been like this? I don't go around telling people I'm not happy with them and stuff because it might hurt feelings if I really do and besides I'm not really a good speaker. So it is DEFINITELY NOT my fault that I'm here bloggin this down. This is not the only time anyway and this time around, I do not care if I sound unreasonable because I just wanna vent it all out on here. Even friends whom I just met today or a week ago, after their auditions, they walked back to the place I was lining up to wish me good luck.

I'm pretty sure those people I'm referring to about, most of them won't bother to read. Or rather they would say 'I've missed it' =) ok that's great actually, so this way it won't hurt our relationships, or is there even one to start with?

I leave you guys something to ponder about:

It's the friends you can call up at 4am that matter - Marlene Dietrich (1901-1992)

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