My eyes! My eyebags! >_< *Yawn*
Why so tired, you say? Well that's because after an awesome time at Meng How's 21st birthday, especially with the surprise water-bomb segment where he sat there blindfolded with a bad gut feeling while we prepare to pelt him with water-filled balloons, we got to the station only to realise that we missed the last train.
Now Yuanfeng, if you're reading this, next time we got an empty taxi seat, you better take the seat and don't come and try to accompany me. One stranded is better than two, especially if you don't have a backup plan, okay?
So yeah, we spent half an hour walking around White Sands trying to find a cab. We got on one and the smart-alec in me decided to try and save some Vitamin M ($) and cab to Park Mall to hitch a Night Rider home. We reached there (Yuan Feng and I) only to realise that the particular bus-stop we were at did not have the Night Rider service we needed. We ended up brisk walking to Somerset before heading home on separate Night Riders. I reached home at 1.30am. :(
Slept at 2am, woke up 1hr 35 mins later than the time (5.10am) that I set for my alarm (at 6.45am, feeling like a fool caught with his pants down), stressed a little (only a little, because I couldn't really think) and then was chauffeured to Expo. (Oh, taxi, what would I do without you?!)
And you know what? Serving today was awesome, had quite an experience running between two Terraces, trying to fill one, and taking attendance! But really, when everyone sat down, things got so much more orderly! And surprise, surprise! I saw Darryl (Machohunk, do you still remember that nick?) back in Usher Ministry after so long. I mean, I have never actually served with him, as he became an usher while I was still in Hope and he stopped for quite a while to protect the country full time! I'm talking about NS, Commando leh! :)
It was a pretty hectic affair, and I missed the outlines by Pastor Derrick! :( Anyone can share their notes with me? I'd be so grateful!
But something embarrassing happened after service, the shifting of chairs and helping out with taking out the banners. I received a call and headed for a briefing (Ushers only! You have to join to find out what what was said!) for the upcoming Asia Conference. So after the briefing we were dismissed, except for the team of the leader who had dismissed us.
Now I'm from 4_3_. When they said, "Team 4 stay back, the rest can leave," I thought, 'I'm in Group 4 right?' (Spoiler: I'm not in Team 4, I'm in Team 3)
*Gasp! Shocking mistake! Edits made in bold!*
To cut a long story short, they were celebrating some birthdays and I joined in, not knowing anyone there. It didn't turn red lights flashing in my head when the familiar faces had left when we were dismissed. So I kind of sat there stoning and yet trying to join in, though at the same thing feeling like a fool.
Then halfway through praying for the birthday people, I heard a voice in my head say, "Hey dude, you're with the wrong Group." Right there then, my blood froze, my stance wavered, my throat went dry, and honestly, my balls shrank. :(
I stood there meekly till the prayers had ended and gingerly walked to a brother and said, "Hey bro, I think I'm in the wrong Group." He gave me the arhm-chio-look, nodded and managed a, "Huh, really ah?". Immediately, I made some lame excuse and took the chance to speed off, tails between my legs, my face redder than a baboon's backside. (No offence to baboons!)
You know, I'm actually kind of glad I was so stoned through the whole day though, because that made things more bearable when I simply forgot the embarrassing things that happened minutes ago.
@_@
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