Miss ConGeNiaLity's Chronicles

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Sunday, January 21, 2007

:::It's Sunday already:::

Wow...Seven days swept pass and here I am. I had served in the morning at Trinity@Paya Lebar 8.30am service. When it was offering time, where Ps.Dom prays, I tried to leave from the backstage which has a door at the left side of the stage. I walked there as quietly as possible from the steps where the singers stood, to behind the stage curtains to that door. Then I tried to open the door but failed. I tried my best to open that door again, tried 3times, and decided not to make a din there then, as the congregation on the right below stage will be able to see the commotion. So I had no choice but to remain backstage, as I can't go back to where the singers were (as in I can't suddenly appeared on stage from no where). So I was in the dark for the next 15minutes. oh man... After worship was over, I quickly followed behind the singers behind and make a big U-turn just to get my bag, situated near the exit. I grabbed my bag and quickly rushed off for taekwondo grading. On my way, I ran into Doris, Stephanie Chan and Andrew. I was complaining to them about the "silly" door beside the stage which I couldn't open it for nuts! Then to my horror- they said I gotta press the exit button on the right hand corner beside the door before I open that door!!!! Oh man!! I was super silly!! How could I have missed that button the whole while I was trying to open that Door!! dratz..

Anyway, I made it just on time at the CC for my grading. I rushed through changing into my gee and getting my grading card from EeLin jie. My mind was in a whirl. *faints* As I was late, I was grouped with the kids together with SinWee. Rather overwhelming. I felt like vomiting for one moment while waiting to be graded. It is all due to the running from church to take bus 80, and running from the CC to the take the same bus back to church to serve the 2nd service. Thank God that the bus came right at the dot (twice!) when I reached the bus-stop. haha... The moment I reached church, almost everyone cheered for me..haha. It's really great accomplishment to be on-the-go from one place to another and back to the same place within 1hour!! Hallejulah!! I did it! Amen!! These are the exact timings: I served at 8.30am, rushed off to taekwondo at 9.26am and reach the grading centre at 9.45am, then rushed back to church at 10.30am and reached there at 10.45am. Woohoo! It's amazing that I'm still awake and lively. I thought I might lose all energy after 2nd service. Nope, it didn't happen. I was still able to enjoy worship=) Though my voice did crack at certain times. All because of the oldies.

Ps.Dom shot so many oldies Christian songs at one go! It was like a marraton of it, one after another. A total of 4 oldies. Oh man! Many singers were not in the era to have known of these songs, so we pretended haha..but some how figured out the lyrics when he sang the song the 2nd time. After service, Ps.Dom then came to "suan" us loh.. He said this to me and Rachael: "So today you guys learnt many new songs right?". Dratz.. Then both of us said: "Ya, ya.. We really never hear of these songs before, and we pretended to sing them though." haha.. Ps.Dom of course knew it all, and said "I knew you guys just pretend, but it's good that we're singing these old songs". *faints* After the lame statement made, we giggled off, as he went down the stairs with his wife. This is when the cute Rachael exclaimed so loudly about this: "I thought there's only gonna be one old song. Then after we finish singing the old song, still got another one, then still got somemore leh!" haha.. This time, Ps.Dom looked up and said: "It's your priviledge." haha... I really dunno where to hide my face that time..

Alright, after all those nonsense, we went for lunch! We took some pics with those 2guys who are gonna leave so soon. Both are going to Aussie, PERTH and UNSW. One for aviation training, another for studies; Leroy and YaoShen. We crapped then entire afternoon with "leg-cancer" jokes which are really not from earth.. I don't know how it came about. haha..

QianQin, MinMin, Rachael, ME, Leroy, Yaoshen (clockwise from the left)

Then I headed back home, on the MRT to Boon Lay. It's really long a journey from Paya Lebar to Boon Lay. It's at least 45minutes. Hence I seeked all chance to get a seat. When I got my sit, I thought I could rest my mind and my aching physical being. However, I was wrong. The indian guy on my left happened to be a pervert, whose legs can't keep to himself, that it seems to move towards my direction again and again. I thought moving a little to my right would helped, however his leg seemed to be retardedly-insistent, and still moving towards mine. This is it! I got my big heavy haversack and placed it in between the seat of his and mine. No more nonsense!! That retarded human obviously knew what I was comprehending through my actions, and of course the other viewing-commuters. But this is the best, and most lenient way I could think of at the moment, to put an end to that retarded-nonsense.

Crowded trains are always no good to be boarded.

posted at [4:14 PM]

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