Just finished watching the final episode of Cinderella Man, and now I'm going through the withdrawal phase I always get after I finish watching a good drama series.

AIGOO everything is coming back and playing about in my head and I feel as if my heart has just been torn out, drawn and quartered, then ground!

Why do I always feel so lousy after finishing a good drama? I should feel good right. lol.

Aishhhh...WHY WERE THERE ONLY 16 EPISODES HUH! HUH HUH HUH!?!?!?! AISHHHHH

Central Band's flying off tomorrow. Correction : Today.

Aishhh...why am I hating this so much.

Goodnight.

Korean's fun to learn.

Annyeong haseyo! Chal chinnaessoyo?

Okay, my ability in the language ends right about there. lol.

Baby steps.

My thoughts on the second AARM rehearsal today :

-insert every known vulgarity in the world + in the entire universe (aliens must have potty mouths too.) here-

Thank you for wasting my precious weekend.

Here's a rough summary of my day (the AARM rehearsal) :

SKDNF(#T_(#!U@ F_!KSADF(_!(~DN(__!@)*$(@&(&#(!&$!!!!!!!!!!! KF_(_!@()!KNFH!lkdf1901KSFKH-1iohskf!!!! FP!#(!?????DSF#H_(!@#(UKF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?????????????? :DFLJ:J(U!)_@)!*_)*OJ%$P)#%_)! !?!!!??!?LDVN VKDSVF!@#()U! /sFHF!P(#(_D FOJF_)!!!?

-insert every known vulgarity in the world here-

LKDGP!_#@_!@*_$) S!!!?!?!?!@#! d;fj-13 F)U!@#) sdf1)!@+)*!!!?

!@(%(!@&!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #@_(%!_@)$*!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! )_*$)*%!*#$!@&($(&!@!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thank you.

Nobody seems to be reading my FanFic. Am I really that bad a writer?

I even threw them a bone, going against my principles to garner some support, but still nothing.

Maybe it's because I'm being impatient...

Five chapters in two days. And still only two asked to be on the PM list, while only one is an active reader.

Maybe they really don't like my concept. hmmm...

Damn it, is my weekend over ALREADY?

Another pointless week.

At least payday's coming.

It's October already? Time seems to pass by so slowly doing my daily routines, yet the days still pass by almost imperceptibly...not unlike the fleeting, fickle coming and going of a butterfly.

In less than a month Central Band will leave for China. I found that I'm unable to look at them while they practice their display every morning. With every innocent glance I find myself inadvertently boiling more and more inside.

What is this injustice I feel? I believe I deserve to go with them just as much, if not more so, than some of those who are going. This applies to those unfortunate souls who, like me, were excluded from the manifest.

I'm not saying that I'm good, or better than those who are going. I'm saying that this kind of thing is so natural for me that I'm more than willing to put in my 200% to contribute to its success. Can I say the same about all of those who are going? Of that, I'm unsure. Don't get me wrong, though. There are people whom I feel have earned every right to have been given the chance to go.

Have I not worked hard enough these 15 months that I can't even claim this opportunity as pension for my dedication? Has my pride and sense of purpose in being here gone to waste?

Everyday I try to push aside this bitterness, to suck it up and be professional. Call it my misfortune. Karma. Whatever. And everyday I find myself hating this predicament ever more so.

I am waiting for the day I can finally lay these feelings to rest, because I really do want to. It's shameful to be moping like this, but yet one can't help but do so sometimes.

I shall await that day.