Today was a meeting with my maid café. It went well... No. I have to be honest. What was said and done went well. It didn't go how it should have went.

People who should have been there were not. It was the last meeting before the event we're doing and no one other than the usual gang showed up. There are dances and songs that need to be gone through and we didn't get to do any of that with those who need it. As one of the heads of dance, it's sad for me to see that we're not getting a solid dance practice done. I don't care how tough someone thinks a dance is, I will help them through steps, swag, and stage. (It's a six credit course W and I are making G take. XD)

(I do not use names in this blog. I will only use the first letter of their real name. If they read it and they know it's them, they can talk to me about it. I don't think anyone will have a problem with it because in general I don't talk badly about specific people in here, but what I write is what I have no problem with saying to their face.)

There have been problems with M as well. I don't feel like she takes the café seriously and on top of that I feel like she's hurting two friends of mine. Actually, three. It's sad to see and it's ridiculous that it's happening. I don't think I can do anything about it, but it's just one of those things where the person has to be hit with reality.

Note: There's no real note... Fudge... OH! There's still macaroni in the fridge from J's house!