Aug 25, 2006, Mango SUPER Express -- Paparazzi spotted Demi Mo this evening playing tennis with the Astorians and some other unknown people. Seems that Demi is training for GI JANE of some sort as she is apparently sporting a tigher curve and a well-toned neck and much better defined jawline. It's only been a week since Paparazzi last caught up with her...wow...what a change...
Aug 20, 2006, Mango Express -- Demi Mo was spotted out with Bruce late last night while Ashton went back to iPoh. Rumors has it that this Bruce is scrawny, not beefy, like the real Bruce. So it was not clear why they were together. There has been high approval rate of Ashton and is deem a good catch for Mo among the Astorians. It has been reported that he seems to be quite into Demi Mo. So the Astorians think Demi should not waste too much time with Bruces or Dicks or Harrys. But since age was never discussed between them, and the Astorians were threatened not to reveal, Demi is worried that Ashton might feel that he got PUNKED when he finds out...
SupertSt*r and Shao Ye have been quite busy these days. As reported by Miss Mo, we started our twice-a-week tennis as well as a once-a-week badminton, now we just added a thrice-a-week jogging program! Hopefully we stick to it. Today we had our inaugural run around the Balestier estate and it reminded me of the JC days when we had to run 2.4 thrice a week under our military-style PE teacher! Anyways, it was good and we had been watching our diet. I am on a no-carb diet while Shao Ye is on a low carb one. Lots of fruits and fish. Yes fish, don't you realise we seldom eat fish in NY? Even fruits are so boring, apples, oranges, peaches, bananas, whatever i know i got sick of fruits when was in NY. Here we have star fruits, mangos, guavas, water melons, papayas, rambutans etc, and are really cheap and easy to get - they cut fruits for you or you get juice for like at least 70% cheaper than NY. I think i have fish at least once everyday! More when i just had my operation.
Thank goodness I didn't meet this guy when I was in the US. But this is funny...
http://prdifferently.typepad.com/my_weblog/2006/07/how_not_to_act_.html
I heard from my sources that the Kacang Puteh club is organizing a day trip to some wineries.
Well, the Singapore Chapter is also planning to go to places like Malacca, Redang and even as far as Langkawi.
Stay tuned.
The Astorians have started playing tennis!!!
Last Monday, I played at St Wilfred. Wednesday, Astorians, AMK kid and I played at Seasons Park (nice courts). Sunday, Astorians and I played with Mong at Kallang. Wednesday, the Astorians played at Kallang and I played at St Wilfred.
Last Saturday, I went out with Mr Tok.
I signed up for this singles' event where I met him. He is 31 y/o engineer, working at HP. OK, one trend I notice in Singapore amongst guys are that most are engineers and they'd specify what kind of engineer they are, eg Process engineer, product engineer, something-engineer, etc., which all sound the same to me. Moreover, if they work at a MNC (that's such a 80s term), they would specify the name of that MNC. It's like saying I carry a Gucci, LV or Prada. I find it amusing.
OK, back to Mr Tok. He's a nice, outgoing guy. He loves to run, ambitious and pretty down-to-earth. He really talks a lot! Of course, he's younger than me but he doesn't know. LOL!
It's a good thing that he has a car. We went to Changi Village for hawker food. yeah, I know...you guys must be thinking that I've lowered my standard of dates to the minimal. LOL! But to tell you the truth, I was pretty ok with having dinner at Changi Village. The Nasi Lemak was delicious! My first Nasi Lemak since I came back. The Otak was huge too. The sugarcane juice was delicious!
Then we went to Fisherman Village at Paris Ris. That's another nice place to hang. It's by the beach, very laidback. I love that place.
Oh, of course, I found something strange about Mr Tok. He takes off his shoes when he drives. Urrgh!!! Strange. but his feet didn't stink so I should count myself lucky. He asked me out again this Saturday. I'm suggesting a restaurant that serves steaks and pasta but not Han's please. LOL!
I went with a bunch of girls to this Japanese restaurant at Robertson Quay. It's called Shunjuu. The restaurant serves grilled food and a long list of sake but the attitude of our waitress was really bad. Grr...
Anyway, Robertson Quay seemed really nice and quiet. It's just right across the street from Clark Quay but it's quieter. Besides the Japanese restaurant, there's a Taiwanese restaurant, Bakerzin, and a wine bar.
We even managed to catch some fireworks that were at the esplanade!
Remember Ipoh Boy? He's such a Ipoh Boy, so Malaysian, so nice and innocent. He doesn't know that I'm in my 30s. He's probably in his 20s. LOL! Ipoh boy is so smittened with me. In the past 2 weeks, he's been calling me. It's really nice feeling because I like him too. He has a face that makes me laugh!
Anyway, Ipoh boy went back to Ipoh this week so I kind of miss his calls. I don't mind going to visit Ipoh. I've heard so much about Ipoh. There is this island near Ipoh called Pangkor Laut. Pavarotti loves that place so maybe it's a nice place.
Oh, I found something wrong with Ipoh Boy though. Sigh, I always find something wrong with each guy. LOL! Ipoh Boy has the long finger nail in his last finger. Kekekek!
Oh, and Ipoh Boy doesn't speak very good English. He says Restoran and he says Ban2 Nai1, as in clever in Cantonese. Isn't that Malay?
Anyway, Ipoh Boy brought me to Cafe Cartel at Plaza Singapura. This Cafe Cartel is like those 'pretend to be from New York' kind of chain restaurants. It's like Swensons but it's called Cafe Cartel. I told Ipoh Boy that I've been to Giraffe which is right across the street and he said he didn't know there was a restaurant. Anyway, I had ribs at Cafe Cartel and they were not bad leh. Delicious!!!
Ipoh Boy is nice. When shall I tell him how old I am?!? Hmm...
Last Saturday was really hectic for me. Here's the itinerary.
11-1pm - Went to the cooking academy at Medeiya supermarket to learn how to cook Oyako-Don. It turned out pretty ok but I was too exhausted to savor it.
1-2pm - Went to OG chinatown to buy some bras. Kekeke!
3pm to 5.30pm - Went to Botak Boy's birthday celebration at KTV at Chinatown. I swear that I won't go to a KTV for the next 2 months. I'm so sick of the music videos already. If I see another Guang Liang video or Jay Chou's video, I would scream!
6pm to 10pm - Went out with Ipoh boy with watch a movie. Ipoh boy thinks I'm the sweetest thing on earth. hahahhaha!
10pm to midnight - Went to Little Bali for drinks. Little Bali sounds so much nicer than Little India. Kekeke!
The pace continued on Sunday.
9am to 11am - Played tennis with Ipoh boy, Braces kid and the Astorians.
1pm to 3pm - zzzz
4.30 to 8pm - Biked at East Coast with Lisp boy and his friends. Lisp boy is a friend of Botak boy.
Monday -
6.30am to 7am - Ran around my neighborhood
8-10pm - Tennis at St Wilfred
11pm - zzzz....
OK, a few weeks ago, the peach flower must have bloomed in my neighborhood, I met up with 3 dates in a week!
First, met up with this IT guy, who golfs and plays mahjong. Out! I don't even bother to mention his name.
Then I met up with this IT sales manager who keeps saying that he is a manager although he looks very salesy and beng. He was upset because he was driving a Nissan rental car since his BMW had a fender bender. Out! Sorry, I can't remember his name either.
Then I met up with this Malaysian guy, for the second time. We went to have Taiwanese beef noodles at Liang Seah street. It's not bad. I shall let my Taiwanese gf know. He was alright. I would go out with him again.
Last Friday was Madam Mo's birthday. So the whole Mo family went to this restaurant at Chinatown. I don't know what is it called in English but it's literally translated to Tham Family Sharks Fins. My mom had Tham Family superior sharks fins and I had 'High Soup Golden wrap sharks fins'. My dad had 'Buddha Jump over wall'. We also had beef briskets which was equally delicious. The restaurant is on Upper Cross Street. You can't miss it!
Thanks to Travelnutz's gf's bf, Martin, who's a DJ, he introduced me to his last single guy friend on earth, a guy who works as an Educator at L'Oreal (that's what his namecard says).
Talking about namecards, what's with people here that give out their namecards with 2 hands? It's very china-man. I want to laugh whenever someone does that.
Before I proceed on my description of my rendezvous, let me tell you that I finally drove to Orchard Road and ventured into one of the Multi-storey Car Park. I thought that for most car parks, I had to insert the cash card into the slot at the side of the gantry. However, nothing happened when I inserted the card. I drove a little forward and still the gate didn't barge. I reversed a little and inserted the card again. Still the gate remained down. Then suddenly, this voice came out from the slot and this lady said 'Put your cash card into your car card-reader'. I was like 'woh!'. I did that and the gate rose. Hmm, that was embarassing but hey, it was my first time!
Anyway, back to the L'Oreal guy. Let's call him Hair. Hair was already there when I arrived and he gave me a box of chocolates. How sweet! Bare in mind we haven't even met before! He offered to buy me coffee (nice again!). So far so good. He talked about his hair salon days in Beijing, where he met my gf's gf's bf who was a DJ in one the the popular clubs then. He also talked about how he loves to go to Hong Kong for shopping. He makes a trip there every year and to Shenzhen too. He even offered to go with me if I go there this year (I didn't take that seriously). We also talked about the L'Oreal products and how he does his job.
The funny thing was there was a show across the street on L'oreal products so he suggested we go and take a look. It's one of those product shows that we never go because we think the sales people would force us to buy the products. Anyway, he asked whether I do treatment at home. I said no. LOL! I guess that could have been the killer. Perhaps my hair looked like straw to him. LOL!
It was awkward before we parted. I told him I wanted to do some shopping and I had that feeling that he wanted to come with me. But I told him that I preferred to shop alone so he made his way home.
He's a nice guy and I really don't mind going out with him again but I think he finds that my hair is not healthy enough. I haven't heard from him since then.
I read this article on I-S magazine and it's hilarious, especially for the foreign nuts.
National Spirit
I-S Issue 316
The less talked-about traits that make us uniquely Singapore.
By Aimee Chan
We all know the stereotype of a Singaporean— disciplined, efficient, affluent, well-organized, logical, if a little bit kiasu, citizen of the world. How judgmental and clichéd—and wrong. We’re much more complex than that! We did some navel gazing and uncovered these other less publicized traits that make us quintessentially Singaporean.
Money Money Money
Money is no laughing matter in Singapore. We are known as a nation that loves to shop, but little do outsiders realize that the purpose of our national pastime is not to spend money, but to save it. We love to shop...for bargains.
We’re very generous in our spending habits too—we truly relish telling each other which fruit stall sells the cheaper papaya and we enjoy scandalizing our colleagues with the news that the nasi lemak lady down the road has raised her prices by 10 cents. Even our thieves are thrifty—in Punggol recently robbers broke in and stole, among other things, newspapers from a store. But all this is definitely paying off. We’re spending so much money our economy’s going gang-busters (except for when we go over the Causeway to save 55 cents on a kilo of sugar). After all, all those 10 cents saved on lunch soon add up to new Mercs and BMWs on the roads.
Being a country of tight wads has many benefits. For instance, whenever you buy something these days, it always comes with a freebie. Such as when buying a Canon digital camera, you get a free air purifier. Or buying a meal at KFC gets you a free bottle of shampoo. Our love of the freebie is so great that even the black market is doing something to address it. To encourage punters to bet during the World Cup illegal bookies were offering free luxury watches and free holidays.
And then there are the door prizes we turn up in droves for. Heaven forbid wasting time at functions and getting nothing in return—at least with goodie bags you might walk away with a voucher of some sort. It gives new Singaporean meaning to “paying it forward.”
The Wanderer
We might have a reputation for being extremely efficient, but it’s really more in our nature to take things slow and steady. Like the tortoise racing the hare, Singaporeans typically start things off slow with some procrastination before a sprint to the finish line. And we always prefer staying out late to getting up early. We truly love our night-owl lifestyle; no pre-dawn work hours for us, thanks. All the shops are open well past 5pm and no matter how late we’re partying, there’s always time to stop for supper somewhere afterwards. We’re not lazy, it’s just that patience is a virtue...and it’s too hot to hurry. Whether it’s a stage performance,
"WE’RE REALLY GOOD AT STOPPING TO TAKE STOCK THOUGH IT’S USUALLY AT THE TOP OF AN ESCALATOR, IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SIDE WALK, OR IN THE DOORWAY OF THE MRT."
a dinner reservation or even a meeting with the boss, there’s nothing like delaying something to really savor it and make it more pleasurable. Wasn’t the Coldplay concert so much better because it started an hour late?
We’re not just an island of efficient automatons where, in the words of Hong Kong Chief Executive Donald Tsang on his recent trip here, things are “no sooner said than done.” We’re really good at stopping to take stock, though it’s usually at the top of an escalator, in the middle of the sidewalk, or in the doorway of the MRT. It’s just not our way to rush to meet deadlines or appointments. Instead, we wander aimlessly through life, our careers, along the streets and through shopping centers soaking it all up, taking it all in and (maybe) enjoying life.
Bitch Bitch Bitch
As Senior Minister Goh Chok Tong once said, we are a nation of moaners. The government might think we’re not speaking English well enough for their high standards, but there’s really nothing wrong with our ability to communicate, at least when it comes to complaining.
The newspaper letter pages are full of it. No matter how many great new services, facilities or products come our way, nothing is ever good enough. Take, for instance, the opening of the Budget Terminal —the first of its kind in Asia and one that is in perfect sync with its purpose. But many people missed the point and focused on the fact that they had to walk to the tarmac (!) and might get wet along the way (!!). Then there are complaints that the expansion of the MRT is not happening fast enough while the termination of bus services is happening too fast. Even with the constant upgrading in virtually every aspect our of lives, it seems we are a difficult crowd to please.
In the recent New Economics Foundation Happy Planet Index, a measure of people’s wellbeing, we rated the lowest of all the ASEAN countries. But there is a flipside to this statistic. We still rated 131 out of 178 countries which was better than 47 others, including Rwanda, Kuwait and Sierra Leone. Dr Seet Ai Mee, former acting minister for community development, recently commented that “We would be a much happier and healthier society if we counted our blessings more often.” Enough said.
Becoming Engaged
Despite being known as a proactive and progressive society, we seem to need a lot of instruction manuals to remind us how to do things. Imagine how rude we’d all be to one another if there wasn’t a national campaign to teach us how to be considerate to others. How would we know which carparking spots were full in the carparks if there weren’t lights above them to indicate they are full? Cabbies, please make sure you don’t stink when you get in the car during Singapore 2006, says the Work Development Authority. And those muscles around your mouth? Please use those for smiling more and complaining less.
Lucky there’s always someone around to help us through these day-to-day problems, or we’d be lost. Just ask Willy Sng, who signed a contract that arrived in the mail thinking it was a verification of the details for his free listing in the Yellow Pages. Instead, Sng found himself owing Singapore Business Pages $9,000 all because he didn’t read the document he signed. Maybe we need a new campaign to remind unsuspecting people that they actually have to think (for themselves) before they act. Swerve suddenly across several lanes of traffic and (shock! horror!) you might cause an accident.
Singapore is actually an island full of citizens wanting to contribute and engage. We’re such enthusiastic participators that the silence from the audience throughout this year’s Melbourne Comedy Festival Roadshow opening performance was deafening. And a recent youth forum organized by the Ministry of Community Development, Youth and Sports to encourage students to interact and raise issues with Members of Parliament attracted several students who wanted answers to their questions on pressing and important issues such as the positioning of traffic lights near their homes. It’s heartening to see the rise of another generation of politically-aware individuals.
Political and social activity is just a matter of perspective. Who says we’re not using our education to our full potential? We read the newspapers (even if it’s only to read the letters to the editor and the sports pages), we like to talk about current affairs (like who is going to get voted off Singapore Idol this week), and we’re aware of what’s happening on the world stage (who would have thought Miss Japan
"…OF 61 FIRMS, 77 PERCENT FOUND THEIR EMPLOYEES TO BE HARDWORKING BUT ONLY 20 PERCENT SAID THEY WERE CREATIVE."
would come runner-up in the Miss Universe competition?). See, we know what’s going on. (Now, if only we could get a pic of TomKat’s baby.)
Penned In
For such a small country, we’re incredibly creative. Want to instill more culture into Orchard Road to attract the tourists? Build more shops. Genius. In fact, we are so excited by our own abilities that we’re often running round and round in circles without actually achieving very much. Like a chicken with its head cut off we all know how to talk a lot of cock, but finding a way to convert this into logical solutions is like finding hen’s teeth. For instance: “I’d like to order the salad, but without the tomato.” Cannot. “I’d like to pay half cash and the rest on credit card.” Cannot. Cannot seems to be our favorite word. Obviously not enough parents are reading their children the story of the Little Engine That Could. You know, the story of the little engine that pulls a long train of freight cars up a hill using will power and the mantra “I think I can, I think I can.” All it would take is these four little words to change the entire service industry. The customer doesn’t want cockles in their char kway teow? I think I can. Customer wants to more information on the product they’re thinking of buying? I think I can.
Just imagine how this could revolutionize the entire way we do things. Because of one children’s story our whole way of life could change. Wouldn’t life be easier if the Bukit Batok Driving Centre would accept cash? Wouldn’t it be more convenient if Top Shop at Suntec would allow you to pay for men’s and women’s clothes at the same counter? And what about if, instead of creating something that looks suspiciously like the London Eye, we came up with our own viewing platform attraction that we had, ahem, thought of ourselves?
Alas, it seems we have a long way to go before such bursts of inventiveness become the norm. We’re determined not to have it—how dare the Singapore Tourism Board show initiative and humor by putting shades on the Merlion? The recent Singapore Workforce Survey 2006 released by the Singapore Human Resources Institute found that of 61 firms, 77 percent found their employees to be hardworking but only 20 percent said they were creative. Able to think outside the box? Cannot.
I asked my coworker who shops at Top Shop at Suntec and she said it's true about the different cash registers. LOL! and also the other day, while I was reading Today newspaper, I was just thinking to myself that 'Man, this paper is full of forums pages about people upset about anything under the sun.' Some of the topics included 'It is wrong to sell NPD tickets on ebay'. Who cares! Another topic was 'Cyclists should cycle single-file on the road'. Then someone wrote back to say 'No, cyclists should cycle in a pair.' Of course, there were numerous articles on 'How to eradicate cab woes' And I dont' get why they always have reviews of things that have passed eg the Coldplay concert. Why would I care if there's only 1 show and it's over? And of course, they'd interview the Singapore Idol rejects or the Project Runway rejects. I close my case. As for the customer service, I've said enough.
Did you guys know that there are actually farms in Singapore? I went with this singles group on a bus tour around singapore.
First, we went to a wheatgrass farm in Kranji. You know that grassy thing that you can drink as a juice. It tasted nasty. The farm also grows cactuses which the owner said is good. He said we could just eat cactus raw. What!
Anyway, after that farm tour, we proceeded to Changi Village Boardwalk. It's not that long of a walk. It'd be nice to go with a date. But the highlight of the evening was going to the old Changi Hospital. It's now empty and vacant. It sure did look eerie from outside. A group of us proceeded to venture into the building. It was pitch dark except for a few flashlights. We walked up the stairs, down the dark corridors, passing the lift, which was opened. Yikes! We walked past rooms with cabinets opened. It was as if the hospital was vacated in a short time and everything stood still. It was indeed eerie. We then went to the old Commando Barracks which was also supposedly haunted. We went upstairs and walked down this corridor with rooms on each side. The corridor was narror and it sure was creepy. But it sure was exciting. I'm glad I went! Shall we go?
http://www.spi.com.sg/haunted/ghoulish_trial/main07.htm
I went to the Sun Dining Restaurant with my teacher gf, XG. It's a Japanese restaurant located at Chjimes. I love it! It's very new york and it's not expensive. We had chowa mushi, sukiyaki and soft shell crab sushi. Delicious! I can even choose my cup for my sake too. I shall con my 2nd date to bring me there. Kekeke!
After that, I met up with my first date with a Caucasian guy. He's a Brit to be precise. I've never dated one so it was kind of refreshing. But he's not a true Brit because he's been in Singapore for 8 freaking years. How can one be here for so long? He even speaks with a little accent now. As the tradition goes, we had a pint at some pub at Chjimes, one of those called Father Flanigan's or Muddy Murphy's or something like that. We had a great chat. He had asked me out this coming Sunday but had to cancel because his ex-coworker was in town and it was the only time they could meet. Blah blah blah...Oh well...
OK, I don't understand why people in Singapore use the word 'trekking' when they actually mean walking or hiking. Trekking sounds like it's an arduous journey. But in Singapore, it's just walking through not so thick forest and most of the terrain is flat. Strange...
But that day, a group of avid 'trekkers' walked from Upper Pierce Reservoir (which is such a peaceful place) to Bukit Timah Reserve. It took us about 4 hours, with stopping. Don't ask me where's the trail but I think I can trace it back. Oh, it was also my first time venturing into the golf courses of the Island country club. Man, it's really big inside.
I'm going on another 'trek' next month. My next goal is to do a day hike in Malaysia. Anyone's interested? This girl I got to know from 'trekking' asked me to join her in her quest up the Mt. Kota Kinabalu. It's like climinb Mt. Everest for me, OK? No way!
I went out with a bunch of people that evening for dinner at Hans (not again!) Tastytown. This is this mega Hans at this Great Eastern (ugly building) near C-town. It looks like a big canteen but with nicer furniture.
I saw that they had pictures of wine so I was indeed delighted. I thought hmmm...Han's not that bad after all. Alas, the guy told me that they don't serve wine anymore. Then they should change that pic then. Urrgh! I hate being too sober.
We went to C-town for KTV after dinner. I didn't know a shophouse can contain so many KTV rooms. OK, this group that I went with, there's this guy who can sing so well that you gotta hear to believe it. He can imitate any male singer. I'm not kidding you.
Oh, this guy in the pic (ok, there are 2 but you should know which one I'm talking about) kind of likes me but he doesn't know I'm like 10 years older than him. Kekekeke!
Oh, I finally got the guts to drive beyond my neighborhood. I wanted to go to the Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve that saturday so I told my dad that I was driving there. Kranji sounds far but it's only 30 mins away and it sure is close to JB. I drove on the SLE and then the BKE and took those local roads to the Reserve. It's really a part of Singapore that I've never been to and I'm sure not many others have been either.
The Reserve was so-so. Lots and lots of mangrove trees. I think I'd go back there again one of these days. The drive there is nice. It's kind of like a small Malaysian town. I met this volunteer while I was having my coffee. He actually teaches painting at the Reserve. He even showed me his journal where he drew so many pics in pencil. There are some trails there to walk so if I find a friend to go with, it'd be great to explore. Admission is only a dollar!
Ahh... I miss going to the opera. I must say I really made use of my stay near NYC and went to the operas so often. The operas there are top quality. Nothing compares to the Met Opera.
I went to probably the only opera that would show in Singapore this year. It was the Marriage of Figaro by the Singapore Lyric Opera. The singers were all Asians. Of course, their voices are not as good but it was pretty enjoyable, I would say. The sets were a little lacklustre but the theater at the Esplanade is beautiful.
Hurray for more operas in Singapore!
I just realized that there are quite a number of Malaysians in Singapore. I knew there were quite a number statistically but most I've met are from hair salons, nail salons, spas but not working professionals.
Knowing them kind of reminds me of my life in the US. They are alone here in Singapore, renting apartments and working for a living without their families. I know how they feel too.
So far, I have gone out with maybe 3.5 Malaysians already. Hmm...
OK, I really have given up on insisting on going to a decent restaurant on the first date.
The culture here is going to foodcourt is also considered a date. LOL! Anyway, I went out with this guy who works at Caterpilla. Let's call him Worm. Worm suggested meeting at Jurong East. Hello! It was a Friday evening and he suggested Jurong East. Red Flag! But I always remind myself not to be so picky. So, yes, it's always nice to check out another part of the heartland.
Worm and I headed to the foodcourt because there wasn't any other choice. It wasn't even a nice foodcourt! OK, my main point is Worm told me that he used to be more sporty (he has fair complexion) and now he's more towards the Arts appreciation.
I said I love the arts too, eg operas and museums and classical music. He said he likes KTV and ballroom dancing now, which he termed as arts. OK...hmmm....time to move on.
It's been a while since I went to a church. I think the last time I was in a church was at my friend's wedding in Boston.
I went to my ex-coworker's church wedding at a church in Toa Payoh. It was a Catholic church and the session was the longest ever!
They gave out booklets of the program and I kept flipping to see how many more pages till the end. The priest was Chinese and he conducted the session in English with a very strong Chinese accent. I really couldn't decipher what he was saying. It was all so boring. I'm kind of glad I'm not a Catholic and that I don't have to go through this every Sunday!
It's been a while since I last wrote here. I've been busy and lazy too. No excuse!
The week before, I was busy with playing tennis. I played 3 times a week, twice I was a student. Well, I signed up to be a student for these would-be coaches, who had to take the exam that day. We had 20 mins of lesson non-stop for 4 hours by all these would-be coaches. Most of these student coaches are pretty enthusiastic. Some were pretty good coaches. I had a great time learning skills from them but it was indeed tiring. Now, all the coaches know me by name. I think they are trying to be friendly so that I can pick them as my personal coach. Kekeke!
