Saturday, April 17, 2004
I had sucha "wonderful" time at orchard road. I was forced to "work" at orchard by ensuring that my kids busked properly to raise funds. It was hot, the performances were repetitive as there were few groups performing and I had to get them to improvise to add an element of surprise or difference. I did not get a chance to sit and the bottles of drinks I gulped turned to perspiration, not piss. It was quite an experience though as now I understand how buskers feel when ppl dont stop to watch or when ppl stop to watch. Now I know how distracting it can get when ppl laugh or stare. I busked with the kids for one item as I was bored watching the same stuff again and again. I was celebrating the end of the busking as I was hot and tired. I am sure that the kids had the same sentiments as they were tired.
I wana work elsewhere, hate this sucky place. Had a huge conflict with the boss over some issues about imbibing moral values in kids. Am probably in lotsa shit but i don't quite care since i feel that i am not wrong. Yay.
I wana work elsewhere, hate this sucky place. Had a huge conflict with the boss over some issues about imbibing moral values in kids. Am probably in lotsa shit but i don't quite care since i feel that i am not wrong. Yay.