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Saturday, May 22, 2004
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1 hours 37 minutes.
Or rather 30 Tori Amos' songs.
From 4.15 pm.
To 5:52 pm.
From the guardroom outside my house.
I ran.
All the way to
Esplanade.
Distance not calculated yet. Wait till i get my hands on the street directory.
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Wet. wet. wet.
My entire body. First time i felt my shorts wet, and it was the glossy waterproofy hc shorts (quite embarrassing to wear to town i know but heck)
I think i sweat so much my singlet felt like the weight of the army top.
When i was near Adam's road, i felt this chilling coolness at my ass and thighs, then i realised my singlet was wet and heavy and smacking on the back of my body and it felt super cold.
Town was realli hard, cos there were SO many people, and i had to run on the road and not e pavement.
Think my body was really screaming for a break cos for once it decided to stop EVEN before i thought of stopping. Quite funny, like it had a will of its own. Other than that stop, i only stopped at red lights.
At esplanade, it was qite comical.
First thing u'll imagine i do (and wat i imagined miself doing) -> stand on the railings facing the bay and shout some realli shu2 thing and face the setting sun.
Wat i really did -> rush to a toilet and relieved mi bowels. Dunno y my stomach hurt like hell from e pt i passed Paragon.
So diu lian right? haha.
brought a 10 cent coin , a 1 dollar coin and a 10 dollar note. Coins tucked into the note, folded into a small square and squashed in my Mp3 player casing. (all i brought for e run) The 10 cent was to make a phonecall (they din have coin phones in e end), 1 dollar coin for my bus ride back (the cost was $1.50 , even had to ask for discount of 5cent cos i din have enuf coins and ten bucks for emergency)
Eventually:
i used my 10 bucks to buy
2 cans of 100 plus and 1 bottle of mineral water - gulped down in less than a min for each. Then used 5 bucks to get a phonecard.
Had to call back home to let them know cos i onli told mi mom i went for a jog (which IS true) and also checked if i was recalled by mi unit (mi greatest fear).
Hilarious, so there i was in a totally drenched singlet and hc shorts, doing cool down beside this lousy indonesian ah soh who was took 15 min with the phone!! she called back indonesia and i was there bored standing so i did my stretching. even groin stretch, haha quite alot of ppl looked my way, heck la. quite hilarious.
and i took an hour to get home by bus cos of heavy traffic. *haughty look* "pui, i might as well run back". jokes , i would die if i was made to run back. Then i was so wet that i almost died on the bus. super cold. cos of lousy evaporation. I was all scrunched up , hoping to fight the cold with body heat. It was even worse then the running there.
I have sticks for legs now, but i've got a heart bursting with pride ! so proud of myself.
Everyone who reads this MUST sms me to say i'm great and super. Yay.
i MADE it! FINALLY.
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It's amazing how quickly i get irritated at my paternal uncle.
He just came into my house, tried to start up some casual conversation.
Then he went up to me and asked me the exact same question in that exact same tone as the last time he visited.
Him: When do you ROD ? (ignorant fella, i told him as many times as he asked this qn , it's ORD and not ROD. and jus as many times, answered this qn)
Me: Next year June.
Him: Wah. So long. (yeah. i know.)
Then he starts:
Him: Have you gotten a place in Uni yet?
Me: (for the 1000th time) Yes. I'm going to China.
Him: (with the old-wise look, scrunches up his face, bitter and in distaste)
Don't. You outside people don't know. You'll regret when u come back. Don't be a teacher.
I don't even bother to give him the patronising smile. I just look at him with deadpan eyes. What on earth is wrong with this person? Okay, he is the antithesis of the very idea of a teacher - a primary school PE teacher who got a govt scholarship to study in taiwan and is now old and bitter and thinks he would have done better in any other job.
cos the job doesn't PAY.
I feel sad for him. And the way he talks to me, is as if i have ALREADY failed as a teacher and i'm moaning and groaning about how lousy being a teacher is. And he is so bloody mercenary.
Him : (eyes light up) No point being a teacher UNLESS u can give private tuition after serving ur bond. (then thinks and shakes his head dismissingly) but only maths and english. there's no MARKET for chinese.
I give mi widest smile. And walks past him to hide in the room. Wat a pain in my ass. Can hear him muttering to himself :
Him : No point la. No point being a teacher.
(Mom hopes i wasn't disheartened and encourages me, " jus read the papers today, america has a great need for chi teachers. " it's alright mom. I dun listen to losers.)
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