Last fridsay, I left school at about 1plus because I have to report at Singapore Swimming Club for my umpiring job. Took bus 81 from opp tpj and reached tmall. Saw something yucky... Took the train to Kallang cause my mother told me that I can take 158 to SSC.. Reached Kallang and found NO bus 158. Called my sister to clarify the matter cause she was from Dunman High and SSC is like very close to DHS..she told me to walk right, cross the road to the prata store. Walk straight and right across the road there would be a bus stop. I couldn't see any shit but I saw this bus stop further up. It was raining and I didn't bring my umbrella. I was also carry this HEAVY HP book..(order of the phoenix...so bloody heavy can..) + my bag was stuffed and it was darn heavy too. Anyway I reached that bus stop and there was no 158. I walked (in the rain) up and checked the other bus stop..but it has no 158 too. Saw another bus stop opp and crossed the road to checked it and it has no 158 too. I was already soaked in the rain like nuts and the droplets on my spects aren't making my life any easier. I called lots of ppl and they couldn't tell me where to go...I stayed at that bus stop and was cursing my predicament. I decided to walk back to my starting point and ask that uncle there where the fuc* I can take 158. At that crucial moment, my trusty bag's strap SNAPPED!! I was so very pissed..
He pointed another new direction for me and I saw hope. I proceeded to that bus stop and still there was no 158. CRAP. I was walking with difficulty as the load on my arms were too frustrating. (left hand with my bag and right with potter book). Sat down at the bus stop in defeat...I was also trying to fix my bag. Didn't want ppl to look at me while I fix my bag so I went and sat at the stairs of the carpark near me. In the end, I tied my strap to my waterbottle and stuff the whole thing into the bottom of my bag...it eased my mobility, but I still have to use my arm strength to support it. It was still, however, loads better then tugging at my handle less bag...
Received a call from some uncle umpire. He called and asked if I was coming and I told him my problem. He told me to walk to Geylang Lor 4 and take 158 from there because there is no more 158 from kallang, then he told me to call him if I got any more probs. I said ok but realized that I didn't have CALLER ID...so ya..wtf. I decided to explore..using my 6th sense for direction..I walked and somehow reached Geylang lor 1. Asked for directions to lor 4 and proceeded...Found Lor 3!! Using my 6th sense again..I walked right and all the way up. While I was walking, my bottle flew out from my bag and hit my face. OMG, I wanted to kill something at that moment. Apparently, my left hand relaxed and the strap(with the bottle) couldn't suppress the load. Reached Boon Keng rd..and realized that something was wrong. I walked all the way back to lor 3...by that time, I had real difficulty walking..cause there were blisters on my bloody feet.
I asked some auntie for direction and she pointed a direction for me. I proceeded but stopped halfway because I realized that that was the bus stop I started out from. SHIT!! So I retraced my steps. The umpire called again and I told him my exact location. I told him I am directly under the lor 3 sign and there is a CC right in front of me. He was shocked and said that there shouldn't be any CC near me. Instead, he told me that there should be a BIG MR inverter advertisement on my left. I told him I see NONE...there was no advert near me at all. He had to report for his match and so he hung up on me. I walked to the nearest bus stop (not surprised when there was no 158) and rested.
I found that bus stop super familiar...OMG I am at SWAN's house! I immediately called swan and she told me to walk (back facing the CC) all the way to the main road. I reached the main road and saw that it was lor 3 too. Swan told me to walk left and cross the road. Then walk all the way up (following the traffic). I walked, crossed the huge intersection and saw GEYLANG LOR 7. OMG. BUt I also saw that MR inverter thing..which means that I am on the right track. I was so happy and the inverter song started to play in my head. "If you need someone.....its mr inverter..mr inverter..mr inverterrrr~~" I called swan again and told her that I reached LOR 7 instead. She was shocked and asked me to describe my surrounding. I told her that I was close to Shell and she asked me to ask the ppl there.
I walked into the store but there were 4-5 ppl queuing up and hogging the counter. So I walked out and some uncle was asking if I was looking for toilet. I told him that I wanted to find lor 4 and he directed me to another uncle. The new uncle pointed to my right and I saw that stupid lor 4's sign located so close to me. I confirmed with him if there was158 at that bus stop and he said yes. He asked where I wanted to go and I told him SSC. So he pointed the corrected bus stop for me.
FINALLY, I reached that damm bus stop. Check for the no. of stops until SSC..6 stops. Waited 15mins for the bus to reach. The bus uncle wasn't in a very good mood. He was honking at anything he doesn't see fit and kept cursing under his breath. Maybe he was angry that LTA closed down so many of his stops heh.
After so many grueling hours, I finally reached my pit-stop. "Sorry, you are the last team to arrive...." I rushed and reported to the ppl there. They were surprising good to me..and that uncle that guided me on the phone told me jokingly to explain to the organizer. He came towards me and asked me to write my name and IC on a piece of paper. He gave me an envelop after I finished writing my name..(I knew it was my pay..omg I haven started my job la haha) "....however, this is a non-elimination race and..."
Anyway there were all very nice to me. It was also fun talking to them. Ppl always put their guard down when they see me. I mean, they don't see me as a proper umpire although I am like qualified. I wasn't that scared because it was just a small tournament organized by the club for its club members. I don't have to be very strict, which I think was nice :) I hate it when I have to be super strict. cause many clubs like these don't really know how to serve in the correct way and they won't like it when I foul them as they think that I AM JUST A FREAKING SMALL KID THAT DOESNT KNOW HOW TO PLAY TABLE TENNIS. Come on..I played table tennis since I was p2 can?? I participated in numerous tournament and I have all the exposure and experience. I won't freak out and let those stupid UNCLES climb over me..dammit.
Oh ahah I digressed. Sorry, I was too agitated. Anyway, it was great fun and I earned $40 when I just umpired 2 quick match (best out of 3) which only lasted like..erm..less then an hour? LOL..umpiring brings GREAT money. I actually wanted to umpire for nationals primary school held in Kong hua but too bad it clashed with my time table. Man..nationals would pay me real well man..shit..nvm next year then. :) I want to go back KH as it brings me many fond memories of my childhood tournament days. I really miss those day.. haik. Who would have guessed that after 10 years I will come back to the place where I started? lol
I still remembered the days in KH. LOL the epps ppl were always saying that the school looked damn nice. Hall air-conditioned.then canteen got sell ice cream somemore HAHA! We were stupid kids..Every year we would go back and fight it out with the other pri schools..then we would come back again another day for our prize presentation..so shiok. We also disliked KH's coach..but he became my coach in seconday. AHHA what a weird turn of events. Bleh..the past can never return.
PS: I have something really impt to say. I hope that those who have finished reading the last HP sequel will have the decency to SHUT THEIR BLOODY MOUTHS UP. I know, you are all excited and all but PLEASE..Please respect those who haven't read it and respect the book. Spoiler are no fun and it is NOT funny also to torment someone by saying out the ending when CLEARLY someone doesn't want to hear it. THANKS
