This is just a short post. Never planned to blog today, but since the thing makes me feel like want to write about it, I can't stop myself from typing words here.
Damn, it's funny how she felt unfair about our 'free time' and her 'busy time'. I didn't mean to let them do all the jobs. I felt guilty too, that was why I tried to help (Okay, 'help' maybe not the most suitable word because part of the job is also my responsibility, but I don't know what word to use).I really did try to offer my help, yet she talked so rude to me.
I can understand that she was tired and angry because I was not there when I supposed to. But I believc everyone there was tired too, and I bet they didn't feel so good for my absence as well, yet they could still smile at me and even joke with me!
So what's the point of talking so rude? She gets nothing except for my anger and worse impression for her. Those are nothing worth acting so no mannerly for. I really felt humiliated and unappreciated... And thought that this kind of girl.... needs lessons...
That's it. Done typing. Story finished. Bye, and thanks for wasting your time here. :P
