Dear diary,
I told y’all! When y’all irk the Filipinos, we don’t make a big deal. Instead, most members didn’t show up for choir rehearsal tonight! Why? It’s because the swollen one still refuses to accept responsibility and apologize for her goof. Instead she continues to praise the suckers.
I really felt sorry for Amy because she tried to contact the swollen one. And I wanted to send her a message that the swollen one did the same thing to me. So the ‘utility value’ of politics is NOT good here. The former conductor was a professional and knew how to handle the psychology of idiots. He was humble enough to offer an ‘sorry’. But no! The whitish human still refuse to ‘bow down’.
And so my daddy and I, along with a choir member whose middle name matches the maiden name of my mommy, hurried to our cars. The organist followed soon after. We didn’t see the rest of the choir members leave – but slowly. I really do NOT care. Y’all can have your politics.
Oh and my beefy problem with old timers is that they won’t quit or stop! They are creepy in public – all hunched over and showing the young folks that they can keep up. No! Why don’t y’all stay home? I can sense these old fools refuse to let go. I would rather have modern music from Clem. I wished he would come back.
I like his mommy and daddy. I wish them a belated Happy Anniversary, too.
Sincerely,
Flynn B pissed off at the offense caused by these numbskulls from hell. P.S. I feel like I’ve wasted my time NOT working. Duh.
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