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Monday, August 4, 2008


Damn it! Injured my knee. And here I was worry that I would hit it during my IVP…ERR! IT HURTS!!! *cry* some of you might be asking how I injured it. Well on Saturday 2 August we had a dance competition. I was placed to do ticketing. I was standing most of the time with my girlfriend Shalu and a new friend I made that day. When the competition started some girl asked me to call the contestants done from their holding areas, when she’s suppose to do it. When I got up there I was pissed off. Some of them were still doing make up! And we were already behind time. I so pissed off that I told them if they didn’t come down in 2 minutes they will be disqualified. And of course some of them weren’t happy about it. Well, just too bad. I mean hello…you guys are not stars…or pros okay. Especially, the Indian guys. Anyway when I went up to the second bunch of contestants to come down my knee just gave way. It was like as if my knee was dislocated. Thank god no one heard my scream.

That was just the beginning of the pain. After we sold ALL the tickets, Shalu and I told maybe we would go in a watch how well they danced and at the same time stand the entrance and exit. And really these people don’t know the diff between exit and entrance. I keep telling these people to use the exit to get out of the hall but NO….they had to use the entrance. Bodoh! (Stupid) And they just had to kick my right leg when walking…OI! You blind or something. What’s worse my very first event and the police had to come down to break up a fight that happened just outside the CC. And I happen to see a familiar face in blue. He didn’t even say hi or even smile. Not like he was talking to anyone. He used to smile at me even though he was on duty. What! has time passed that you don’t even recognized your own sister! Forget about me going up to you. I couldn’t be bothered. All this time I kept looking for you but you were never interested…Oh but you don’t know how happy I was when the whole event ended. I finally could sit down. But seriously that was the biggest crowd that Thomson CC has ever had and no they didn’t have a lucky draws. Most Singaporeans would attend these events if there’s a lucky draw. No lucky draws here and all 300 tickets were sold even that was not enough some paid to go in even without tickets…imagine that…

Anyway, my annoyingly interesting Mr.Papan has gone back to Australia. Good reddens. LOL! But it pains me to admit…I’m gonna miss Mr.Papan’s witty comments. Ok I gotta go…my knee just hurts to much…

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