The Good Girl

What you see... is only half of the story.

Friday, May 25

Role Play

"Thank you for calling RCI. This is Beryl. May I have your nine digit account number please?"

NOSEBLEED --- that's the best Pinoy colloqual term that fits the program I am trying to learn and get eventually. My new friend Toni and I are currently having our practice roleplay; I'm the member and he's the guide (NOTE: We don't call ourselves agents. Sophistication issues). Later on we'd change place. We'll have our first SA next week, so I have to be sure I pass that. Or else.

I'd rather get in this account, no matter how complicated it is, because at least I wouldn't go dumb here. The program is actually the one complicated; there's a lot of things to remember. I just have to make sure that I can carry a good conversation while doing something else. Multi-tasking and all that.

I'm having a hard time communicating with my other Wave mates partly because of the age gap thing and partly because of my ear thing. There's a clog of some sort inside my ear and it's like there's a muffler inside my ears. I hate it but there's nothing I can do about it yet. So in a way I am also playing a role totally opposite of myself: the submissive me that I've long ago buried together with all the high school drama I successfully lived through, Thank God!

It's too bad that I'm like this right now. Just when I have this person who I really would want to get to know, and I can't because BECAUSE I CAN'T FREAKING HEAR!!!

Then again its not like he, or anyone else, would be interested in me... be it the submissive me or the other me...

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