I was at Orchard towers last night, at this place called 3 monkeys watching a show... by a drag queen. Kumar if you know. She was AWESOME, as usual. But just as I was really getting into the mood of things, someone in the audience started becoming really responsive. Miss Drag Queen started posing questions to her, asking her if she could tell the difference between transsexuals and straight prossies, and she was really really in her own world! Blabbering gibberish, going totally outta point. AND AND AND, to top it all off, A dude who was having his bachelor's night was up on stage, and boy was he constipated. verbally constipated! ERR... YES.... No.. that summed up what he has to say. For fug's sake!!
Live your life and experience life. Stop cowering in some odd dingy corner thinking that you're comfortable! Other things that are important to you my ass! Well, communicate at least. How hard can it be... bloody hell...
