This Sad Song- The Observatory

local bands are really not bad, you know.
i just think that talent can be found on every piece of land, and they don't necessarily have to speak with an american accent. or have blue eyes.

the meeting for Chiang Mai today was superbly horrible.
i mean, just when you're set on doing something worthwhile and meaningful for other people,
some inconspicuous person just has to ruin it.

people can really disappoint.

well anyway, here's something completely unrelated.

have you ever wondered why those street people poachers pick you to be their 'new face'? no doubt they pull dozens of girls out of the crowd everyday, but have you ever asked, "why me"?
my answer?
i look like i might be dumb enough to believe they'll bring me somewhere.
let me just say that i'm not generalizing, because there are beautiful girls out there who are star material.
but for me, i've concluded that i look like an easy dupe target. it's kind of like paying them to help me waste my time daydreaming. i can't sing, i can't dance (clubbing doesn't count) and i'm too short to deliver good kisses with my Jake Gyllenhal.
what's worse is that many girls have trouble avoiding this lesson.
or perhaps i'm just being practical?
fortunately, i'm not as stupid as i look. ;)

of that i blindly posted into the class blog yesterday. hahaha.

today's lesson: how to be a good friend.

I blogged @ 2:15 PM