Oh, so before my egg-mask is dried completely and my Surface is fully charged, I need to get this one off my chest then, I can fully focus on my cramp-time for final exam tomorrow morning.
It happened five days ago, yet, the scene appeared vividly in my brain. I think I could not get it out but I do think I should; otherwise, I will never think better of humanity. One of our girls in Summer of Love does the costume job for the musical play “Hair” in Academy of Arts and she invited everybody to attend. If you go with her, it will be free. I love everything that is free, of course, who does not. We set a date and time to wait for her in the lobby. However, a cute blonde with a bunny asked me if I could help him at the “hangout”, he needed to leave town early. Well, I need that sum sum to do what everybody knows, so I agreed. I didn’t realize it was on the same date as the play. I played as hard as I could to hurry home and got dress. Man, it was like a one time of a millions for me (you know, have an excuse to really dress up). I was a bit carried away with my shaving, and, there was a new unexpected roommate arrived on that day too. Eric and I thought there would be no new roommate since Liam, the last one, left yet, paid in full for May rent. Frank would not find any one and we would enjoy our one-month breathing lightly with just two persons. Damn, it was not work that way. They always want more and more profit. It means SOL would receive double pay this May. Dang it! Greedy! Anyhow, the new roommate, Pat, is very cute and quite shy. Well, I am not sure if he is shy but it seems so however as my Mum usually says, never judge people at a first glance; only to sleep with them to know if there is any rug. I might remember some details too extreme. Lol. It is a whole another story; I will spend a chapter for it later. Let’s move on to the main event.
As I was talking nonstop to Pat and his friend, then Adrienne showed up, which meant it was 7.30pm and I wasn’t dressed nor finished my makeup routine (check out my contour and highlight on the link below to my other blog- you might as well like it). Normally, it would take about 2 hours to completely have it done nicely however, considered the situation, I wrapped up everything in less than 20 mins, including putting on my fab fur and heels. Speaking of fur, omg, I bought it for so long, wanting to show off in the winter but never got a chance. SF’s winter was too hot, even for me. Therefore, it was a great time for me to finally put it on and walked like a queen. In addition, my DVF (2 months savings) fitted nicely with the fur and the rest of the outfit. I was super hyped. Unfortunately, though I tried to be as quick as I could, it was 7.50 and Tasha (costume girl) and others had left. Adrienne and I decided we would walk there anyhow; all dressed up, and cannot just cancel. By the time we got there, it was about 8.30pm. I tricked the door girl and got in for free. Yup! Always a great advantage to dress nice and look fab in this city. First half of the show was great. I couldn’t imagine there would be so many skin…half-naked men running around in their fab-abs. I was arguing with Ad one of the black guy’s abs weren’t real. They look surreal and too hard. How on Earth could he have such…hard-on abs. Plus, while he was dancing, they didn’t flex at all (Ad was right, those muscles were real. How did I know? I finally “grabbed” and smoothed around them. Yeah baby, I did! Moreover, they felt so awesome! I should have dropped my numbers down below. His lil bro might keep them for him until whenever he felt like taking it off. Lol) As I was watching, there was a boy stood up and tried to get out to the main aisle. Good memory as I have, I reckoned him before the light turned off but didn’t give much thought. Suddenly, he felt off and fainted on the ground. Yes, fainted! People was like asking how he was doing but no one, no one bothered to stand up and check his pulse or whatever. I left my fur coat to Ad and walked to him, helped to carry him to a nearby table in a corner. One guy gave me a half-finished bottle of water so I could give it to the fainted boy. How thoughtful of him! But wait! I asked him several questions to keep him awake. Then he told me he could hardly breathe, so I decided to take him outside. You know kind of door that shuts by itself. This theater had that same door, so I put one leg to open the door, two arms pulling him and the other leg used to balance his heavy asses and mine. Forgot to tell you, my left foot DVF heel broke as I entered the theater. Gosh, it killed me inside. That expensive heels that I only got to wear one time and it already broke?! How lucky -.- With my broken heel on, I couldn’t balance very well, plus he was too heavy, as a result, his body once again fell off to the ground but this time pulling me with him. I was somewhat helpless at that moment. So saw a person walked by was like a savior. I was wrong. I asked for his help. All he did was gave me a strange look then walked over the poor boy body and…just fukin left! MTF! I went back in the theater and asked Ad for help. I brought him all the way to the Canteen while Ad ran down looking for help. Another disappointment when I got up there. I saw a Mexican guy living in SOL. As a matter of fact, we did drink together one or two times. Therefore, I reached to him for help, saying this boy was very heavy. You know what, he gave me blank look and just fukin stood there doing nothing. Again, the poor boy fell to the ground. Gosh, I felt so bad. I wished I could have been stronger to carry him properly. I took off all my belongings, went down and tried to pick him up. His eyes still shut off. There was a big tall person standing next to his left feet. I once again tried the kindness in humanity, asked for help…three times before he finally took off his plastic gloves and pick the boy up not forgetting to complain how heavy and why does he have to do such thing?!?!! We got him on the couch. Phew. I told the tall person to go down and call 911 or something. He went off with an attitude. By this time, I was rather fed up with all the attitude people gave me. I mean, look at this boy, I didn’t know he was on drug or something but he was sick. I tried my best to help him, not as if I was drunk and gave them dumb demands or else.
A while later, the boy told me he guessed he got food poisoning. Man, I know how terrible it would feel because it happened to me twice. You lost power of your whole body. You feel paralyzed and helpless. I understood then. I went off to the kitchen and grabbed him some milk, of course, received not so friendly attitude from the kitchen staff. I pushed him to drink. Why milk? The study shows that if you ate something wrong or burn yourself, milk is best to clean the toxic. Or perhaps watch Conan, he did the same thing when his formal teacher tried to drink the lemon soda with poison from her beyonce. A touching story, go search it yourself. 10 mins later, a security guard came up to the Canteen with Ad and started taking information from Ad and I. Holy Sh*t, I lied to get in for free and now he wanted to see my ID. Gosh, I tried to help here, why did it fall upon me? Of course, once you lied, you needed to make up some more to cover up the first one…Luckily, the med staff went up and clear the situation down, an opportunity for me to sneak out. I gave Ad a head wink signaling, “let’s sneak out” but then again, people just have to piss me off again. The b*tch from med asked Ad some questions as we headed out. Ad didn’t know much to answer so I came over and asked her if she needed any info because I was with him the entire time and I was happy to help. Not even looked at me, she kept asking Ad again. Of course, Ad said she didn’t know much. So, as an Aquarius, I don’t let think go easy especially, if she disrespected me. I asked her again. Without giving me a look, that beyotch walked away, “No”. No what?! You mtf b^%$. I said that out loud. Ad was scared so she pushed me to go downstairs. Yeah, the b^$3 should hear it because it who she was. B*tch!
We went back to the play however; my head was not into it anymore. I was so upset at the way people reacted to the situation. Were they heartless?! What if it was happened to their sisters, mother on the street and no one would offer a hand? What would they think then?! At the end of the play, the main actor died in his country uniform. Now that was a heroic model people should follow. You can barely help a human being in needed, how you are going to sacrifice yourself to your country. I guess modern world destroys the basic concepts of being kind.
Watching the 2015 version of Cinderella reminds me of what it means to be courage and be kind. Cliché yet, many people do not understand what it means.
To end this chapter, I want to rephrase few words from Mother Teresa; it pretty much sums everything I have to say:
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
Here is the link to check out my outfit and makeup routine for the night: