Why so people have to be such COLOSSAL DICKS. This is EXACTLY THE KINDA SHIT I WAS TALKING ABOUT.

"Ken Ang feels that Facebook could be the greatest invention of all time and a great tool to archaeologists of the future because so many people forget it's PUBLIC. =)"

First off, I see Girl A complaining about how she's going crazy listening to people complaining to her. Girl B posts something snarky and sarcastic on the comment. Why? Because who else but Girl B was the one complaining to her! Girl A shoots back something sarcastic and ask B is she thinks it's such a good idea to post such smart comment on Facebook. It was hilarious. Where else would you get to see a virtual catfight in public. Shing! Claws come out.

And then there was this other thing involving someone I know today. Facebook is PUBLIC people. Get that into your head. Or do I have to post it on your wall for all to see?

"come on. its the bloody net tat u log in to ur FB."

AND ANOTHER REASON FOR MY STATUS IS YOU GET ALL SORTS OF BLOODY RIFF-RAFF AND RABBLE COMMENTING ON SHIT THAT IS OF NO CONCERN TO THEM. Like, screw off much? Similar thing happened much during our last crisis with the Boyfriend Brigade. Everyone whom it doesn't concern gives more of a shit than the person who ought to give a flying fuck. Fuckin' A I tell you. Fuckin' A. THIS. THIS is the best place to let out this shit. It's not password protected, I'll give you that, but the set up of this is I try to make it as hard to search for as possible and give the address to a select few.

I mean, FUCK OFF. Since when did you lot of asshats make yourself the Elected Council of Fucking Internationally Recognised Facebook Status Judges? Go fuck a duck. That sounds nice. Jeez. Piss off.
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Right. Glad that's out of the way. I went to AIA this morning to discuss the terms of my job. I had to inform them I would be starting next week (They thought tmr.) because I'm helping out Sixu. So yeah, I'm starting next Mon. It seems ok. BUT uit's only halfway. I really have to try to work at it to make something substantial. But hey, half day.

Went home straight. Must've set a record by changing, packing my stuff, making cup noodles and leaving within 20 mins. I had my cup noodles on the go. Did you know you can do that? walk and eat. But they're dry noodles of course. Turns out I needn't have rushed. They were out somewhere still on the job and I had to wait quite a while for them to return. I still took quite some time to find the place.

Eventually went up to their office where I trained on the mixer. I'm now a sound tech! I can use the mixer. And it's pretty cool but not too hard. If only I had learned this before I enlisted. Then I could have been the sound tech for all the parades! The mixer board was very similar to the one in camp. There's a lot of buttons but you just have to know what each does, and how to connect the stuff.

I practiced for a few hours until I was really hungry. Like I said earlier, my only meal was the tiny cup noodles I had. Dry, so not very filling. I went down to the canteen to buy food. Took quite a wihle to get home. It was dark and I don't like to run when it's dark. So. Yeah. Damn. Kinda irritated I can't run, and it was a long/hungry day. Kinda explains my mood.

Yeah. I'm not that mad. Just need to vent a little. Rar. Prolly just mad at what happened to my friend. =(