Saturday, August 16, 2008

- hard help

hey peeps,
kinda pissed off.
don't know why,
feels like it's a small tiny thing.
yet it's agitating me like fleas.

it's really hard to find real help nowadays isn't it?
people just shun away when they hear the word D-O-N-A-T-I-O-N
i mean.
what is wrong with donating?
5bucks ain't that lot at all looking at the market rates now.
but people just can't seem to help.
even if it's their own friends.
man,
i just can't stand the stupid reaction people give when you need help and they just don't seem to bother.
or maybe they are just not passionate at all.
maybe they just join for the glory
or maybe it's just me not being able to handle the rejection.

okay, story is,
my scout group is having an Event.
but my so called fellow scout mates/friends don't seem to care or even help much.
most of them come to show face and use or rather misuse their power.
the moment i asked if any of them cud gather some money to sponsor a lil for the campfire
they will only say, "NO" "I'm already spending too much on my expenses"
and when i say "just RM5 will do, it helps alot already"
they still say, "NO" =. =
wow.
so much for the help eh?
owh. what's more pek chek is that,
we need to look for a drumset to be used for the live band performance,
manage to find a friend that has a set,
so asked if we cud lend it.
well, if you don't want to or can't, you can just say "Sorry, i can't lend it to you"
but once you add in THIS ---> "unless you rent it from me for like RM300, then I will"
i was like "WTF?!" when i heard that.
so much for friends,
don't mention a fellow scout.
what the hell is wrong with people these days.
sharing or helping seem to be like a burden.
i'm so effing PISSED!

gawd!!
man... happenings this week, don't feel like talking abt it.
just let you know that it's nothing but busy.
hellava busy.
i want my break... =/

people that act like they care but actually they don't
they "care" for the reason of some sort
a motive
not from the heart with the passion
just pisses me off
to people of these sort
get a life.

next time peeps,
jya na.

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