Days later, I found myself roaming around the streets just to interview people, be it a local, tourist or what.

I also have two midgets who teamed up with me.

It’s fun to be a witness of such a grand festival, people were patient standing under the heat of the sun just to watch a colorful parade, despite of the beautiful midget’s whining at the sun’s rays, it didn’t stop me from enjoying the site.

By the way, that beautiful midget is Bea. I think I should use her name instead.

Before the exposure, me and the beautiful midget named Bea are arguing about our assigned tasks: where to stay, where to interview and when to leave. In the end, Janelle scolded us for not following her instructions to stay at our post and by being so stupid and complacent because right now, Yang’s group took our assigned place.

Which I put all the blame to the beautiful midget named “Bea”.

Anyways, after five contingents and minutes of listening to the complains of my fellow midgets, we finally started interviewing people, and as usual, they put me on the frontline. Damn.

So in the end, I interviewed a local and tourists; later on, two midgets complain that they want their limelight, so I voluntarily gave it, but in the end, they got nervous and asked me instead what questions do we need to ask to the person.

“What’s his or her name.” I answered

Finally, the tiring day came to a close and we headed home…

Except Me, Janelle and Melody who went on to our own “paparazzi-capade”.

Now that’s a different story that I won’t even dare to tell.