i regret getting a new handphone. i should have just stick to the old phones that would serve the exact same purpose except that people would stare at you when you are using something considered 'old'. i was carrying an old phone to the N*k*a Service centre because my current phone kept giving up on me. and when i reach the counter, i was carrying the old nokia phone and the staff assumed i wanted to get that phone repaired and immediately said, 'oh sorry, we don't service this phones anymore'. 'it's okay.' i told myself in my head and made her look dumb when i took out the other newer model.

'oh. paiseh. so what is the problem'

after that incident which i kept thinking in my head, the fact that they have so many people at the service centre, i asked myself why did i buy that phone.

not long after that, i met with my girlfriend which i kind of hate myself for doing. why? the plan was to bring her to this script-reading in the esplanade. usually, script-readings such as this i would expect to last at least 30 mins per script, thinking that they won't read the whole thing. i was wrong. they read the whole script but i pitied my girlfriend who was tired and just came back from work at school selling laptops. ACER!

why would such a competition would want to reveal the whole script to the audience? (this was a competition among 2 playwrights) it is really debatable because the winning script would be showcased as a ticketed performance. so..... you read the whole script........ a few months later..... people would pay to watch it again just that it's with a different cast, a set, and a different location. half of me was saying, 'this is isn't right. bloody good script and this is what they get'. the other half was glad to know the whole story.

it was a good experience because i needed to get some serious exposure in the script writing. honestly, i haven't been writing anything good lately.

like i would to put it, very self-indulgent.