Friday, August 29, 2008
I was never too shy around my friends. But with Cinnamon, I barely speak. I can't even glance at him. He was distracting my every thoughts. At the swimming party, he saw me cry. I was ashamed. I didn't know what to do until he finally came up to me and said, "If I were you're boyfriend, I would never make you cry". At his words, I eventually stopped crying. It felt good having an assurance like that. Later on that month, I was officially his girl.
War with the Alcoholics
We had new members early this summer. Kids. Teens. Lovers. Any one. I thought having them around would make the club more fun. But no, I was wrong. There was this couple, an officious couple who thought that they were one of the most famous people you'd ever know in audition world. DJMargarita, a costume player, nursing student, was the jealous girlfriend of DJScotch, a high leveled audista. They two, hit the gossip grounds, making names. Wrecked names. They had wars, eventually, with almost all the jockeys. If you'd only witnessed the nasty things they said, you'd curse them. We were glad the conflicts over for they were expelled from the club.
The online world seemed so empty for one by one, jockeys tried to pull themselves out of the club. For random reasons. Studies. Family and money matters. Anything under the sun, just to have an excuse. We let them go. For they'll be happy if we let them go. All that was left, those who were still standing on Club DJs' grounds, were those brave enough to never leave their mates.
The remaining jockeys, their bond has become tighter. They go to assemblies, gatherings and the like together. Though conflicts cannot be avoided, members always try to act as mature as they can. Break ups had been one of the most bought reasons for disagreements. There were times that members would take his side, her side but for the record, we manage to fix things up before a week ends.
After 2-3 months of leaving the club, several of our former colleagues began to chat with us again. Eventually, the boss asked them to come back to the club. After moments and moments of thinking, there they are, an official Club DJ members again. It's fun to have them back. *smiles*
War with the Alcoholics
We had new members early this summer. Kids. Teens. Lovers. Any one. I thought having them around would make the club more fun. But no, I was wrong. There was this couple, an officious couple who thought that they were one of the most famous people you'd ever know in audition world. DJMargarita, a costume player, nursing student, was the jealous girlfriend of DJScotch, a high leveled audista. They two, hit the gossip grounds, making names. Wrecked names. They had wars, eventually, with almost all the jockeys. If you'd only witnessed the nasty things they said, you'd curse them. We were glad the conflicts over for they were expelled from the club.
The online world seemed so empty for one by one, jockeys tried to pull themselves out of the club. For random reasons. Studies. Family and money matters. Anything under the sun, just to have an excuse. We let them go. For they'll be happy if we let them go. All that was left, those who were still standing on Club DJs' grounds, were those brave enough to never leave their mates.
The remaining jockeys, their bond has become tighter. They go to assemblies, gatherings and the like together. Though conflicts cannot be avoided, members always try to act as mature as they can. Break ups had been one of the most bought reasons for disagreements. There were times that members would take his side, her side but for the record, we manage to fix things up before a week ends.
After 2-3 months of leaving the club, several of our former colleagues began to chat with us again. Eventually, the boss asked them to come back to the club. After moments and moments of thinking, there they are, an official Club DJ members again. It's fun to have them back. *smiles*
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