I'm eternally thankful to God that I am who I am, and all those around me are cool as they are. I learnt to appreciate more than I have been and to be more forgivable.

I was bitched today. Well, not in my face, but by the other end of the telephone line. I'm glad I kept my cool, although I did to some extent lost my patience. The key thing is that I did not lose my temper, which is a huge improvement.

I had to ask her for info to assist my arrangement on Monday, which involved a third party. It was club business and it was clearly urgent. There was something she failed to clarify, which brought me in a frantic mood, called no less than 3 people then called her back. It was nearly midnight, but I just HAD TO talk to her.

Her mother bitched me, hard, about why couldn't I call earlier, how her whole entire family has to go to sleep, how I can just call tomorrow morning the moment I said I wish to talk to her daughter. Frankly, if she could just soften her tone a bit and lie that her daughter has gone to sleep, I'd just give up and say sorry for bothering, hang up and call tomorrow morning. I insisted it was urgent, and it was! I then told her in a teacher tone about responsibility and that her daughter holds the post of vice-presidency and how important it is for her daughter to do her job now. She then asked me what post I am holding and I told her confidently that I am president. She surrendered by announcing to her daughter that I am president. While I was speaking to her daughter she bitched my in the background about how she needs to talk to my teacher etcetc. I now understand how she took a bus from North Point to Causeway Bay especially to bitch a CitySuper sales clerk about not letting her daughter get photographs within the confines of CitySuper.

I now understand where she get her personality from. I can't blame her. I'm so glad I am everything that I am.

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5 Comments:

poor Bun.
How come you could be so low b and mature at the same time?

By candilam, at 8:51 AM  

Ugh. Poor Bun. Some people just suck, and all we can do is try to refrain from accidentally murdering them.

Mind you, I've certainly mellowed out and no longer harbour as many murderous intentions as I once did...

And, *really*. What did she think bitching at you would achieve?

By the way, I've remembered that the Drama Club file is still !#$@ in my locker, AND I've already returned the key, so I suggest we all quietly forget about the matter. xD

Candy: Form 6 does that to you! Amazing, no?

By denise, at 1:28 AM  

candilam - 2 years since you left. I've grown :)

denbo - I don't know! I think she was expecting an apology. But she miscalculated. I am some punk kid :D

:O What is in that file?
Well apparently she wouldn't die without it. She lived half a year without it, so I guess no harm done :>

By bun, at 8:40 PM  

I dunno. Old posters. Old programmes. Load of crap, really.

Anyway, I doubt she remembers there is such a thing as a club file...or she'd have come looking for it a wee bit earlier, wouldn't she?

Let's hope whoever gets locker no. 5 in 7A next year doesn't freak out...xD and I don't care if they can trace it back to be because by then I will have 遠走高飛...xDDDDDDDDD

By denise, at 1:45 AM  

*trace it back to me

By denise, at 1:45 AM  

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