uncouth.
this morning i met the most uncouth person ever.
ok so i was just on the train minding my own business and this guy in his 30s just kept staring.
whatever...that i don't mind i mean there's nothing to do on the train but people-watch right?
but nooo....this arse has to get up,
whip his phone out,
turn in my direction.....
AND SNAP A PICTURE.
and if that's not enough,
he walked over, stood opposite me - where the door is basically,
and started snapping again!
he was obviously not messaging considering how he held the phone.
THEN i heard that camera sound that is produced from the phone.
ugh!
and he was just standing beside the door but after snapping he had to walk to the next door to alight at the same stop.
i shuold have just whipped out my phone too and taken a picture of him taking a picture of me.
how UNCOUTH.
seriously.
he alighted at the same stop and i think he thuoght i was following him.
he kept turning back and finally walked really quickly into the gents.
i'm disgusted.
and mind you, i was decently dressed.
i didn't look like a whore but he sure did make me feel like one.
dear santa,
i have been relatively good this year.
and for christmas, i'd like you to wipe out all creeps from the surface of this earth.
it's just a matter of seconds before the next poor soul somewhere out there gets sexually insulted....
AND IT'D BE ALL YOUR FAULT.
can you live with that guilt? huh?
much love,
jerine.
alrighty...moving along.
visited sandra in the hospital today.
poor girl.
but she's getting discharged today.
she refused to wear the pink hospital pjs.
she hid it behind the curtain instead.
hahahaha :)
and i read the new paper there.
apparently st anthony's canossian is rich enough to sponor air tickets and accomodation for some auzzie band.
what the hell?!
and they keep asking us for donations.
now we know where all the money goes to.
i swear they said we were going to have a new building for PFA.
fund raising for years and they spend it on rubbish concerts.
please....there was a concert last week by local bands,
and apparently less than 2o people showed up.
they're just wasting a whole fucking lot of money.
and when drama wants to hold a musical,
oh...here comes the sad sob story about budget and not being able to find us a venue.
i can easily think of 10 places to stage our musical which is more entertaining and less expensive as compared to the amount they are coming up with to bring that band in.
it just infuriates me how the stupid school handle their finances.
initiative my arse.
all that girl did was to write a 3 and the 1/2 page proposal to get the band to come in.
we had a 85-page script and offered to find ourselves a venue,
but noooo its not possible for us to stage a musical.
and it surprises me that there's this bit of sadness in me to leave the school.
after all, we were somehow treated like shit.
(on the absence of cabs 200 meters from the taxi depo place)
denise: dear lord, its 11 o'clock. if you love us please send two cabs for us. jerine and i are very tired and we'll very much like to be home. amen.
(still no cabs 2 minutes later)
denise: must be peak period. god's not answering his emails.
jerine: yup. the computer must have hanged. too many incoming night time prayers.
down with creeps.
jerine