Sunday, July 18

Phat Nite '04 Countdown: 6 more days
 
 
 
Yep.  6 freakin' more days to Phat Nite '04.
 
Am I excited? You betcha.
 
Am I geared up & ready to go? Uh...no.
 
Why? I don't know what the freakin' hell am I supposed to wear!!
 
They said clubbing clothes. Well, what exactly are clubbing clothes? How the heck am I supposed to know when I've never gone clubbing before? Aaaarrggghhh...stressed.

I think my Bouncer IC may have forgotten that I'm one of his Bouncer crew. Which is good news, because Gary, our ever-absent Bouncer IC will never notice that I'd switch jobs for the night & will instead be manning the Dedication Booth. Boo-yah!!
 
Been planning for that MIT thingie...yeah that one. We just got back our proposal, which of course as usual, was not approved by that Pussy-boy. Yeah, that Pussy-boy. I can't believe him. He just can't freakin' make up his mind!!
 
First, he says the budget list has been canceled, but now after vetting our proposal, he wants a damn logistics lists. What the heck?? Then he says produce more games & brainstorm for more ideas for the stations when previously he said to cut down on the stations. Bloody hell.
 
And here's the latest bit from that jerk. Janice asked him yesterday if we could deploy people whom were non-OGLS & he said it was all up to us as long as thier names were written down in the proposal. Two days before, I asked him that same question and his reply was, "What for?" with a befuddled expression on his face. Shithead.
 
I think all my hair's gonna go grey by the end of this event. And he even had the nerve to say he found our games too lame. Then go think of the games yourself, you miserable pissant if you think they're lame. We trekked the whole island finding spots & locations & thinking up of games & here you tell us they're lame??
 
You're lame.
 
Me & Janice hate the fact that he's in-charge of the whole of MIT. Why couldn't it have been someone nicer, like Benny or Nadiah or Vik or Khan. Heck, whoever! But not that Pussyboy. Grrrr. I hate this & I hate him. And now I'm having my period, which kinda explains my pissy self. Grrrr.
 
And now I have to freakin' think of people to invite as OGLs & hand in the freakin' proposal by freakin' Monday. Why?? Well, because freakin' Pussyboy said so, that's why. I'm gonna have to ask Nadiah for an extension for the dateline. How can I freakin' get things done by freakin' tomorrow?? I can guarantee that I won't be sleeping a wink tonight just so I can get this freakin' proposal done by freakin' tonight. Hopefully, Nadiah will get that freakin' extension.
 
Laterz...
Lenny JC

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