Saturday, September 30, 2006 || Call me Liz, the TOUR GUIDE
- (Happy birthday (or belated) to: Kok Loong and Cally, Jaclyn's mum, and Gavan)
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Call me Liz the tour guide. =D
Okay, see, my church (kinda?) was supposed to pick up 120 people from US who are here for a mission workshop or something. Jaclyn almost literally JUMPED at the opportunity, because, in her own words "120 whites! Surely at least 10 or 20 HOT WHITE MEN OKAY!". I was kinda reluctant .... but I caved, in the end. =)
So when we were on our way to the airport, we were suddenly told that we're gonna be separated, and we're supposed to act as TOUR GUIDES for two groups of US dudes and dudettes. I was given a list of stuff to say to them on the bus, and was supposed to help distribute room keys, tell them Malaysian culture, and all those shit.
....... Okaaaaaaaay. I was REALLY wtf-ed, but Jaclyn
Then we were handed two lists of names, and Jaclyn and I were supposed to pick a list each, so that we're responsible for that particular group of people. Jaclyn fought, battled, and argued with me with vengeance, and she got the all-guys list, while I got the mostly-girls list. Her horniness blew me off my feet, and I had no choice but to give it up to her. :(
But it's okay, because imagine our shock and surprise when we had to greet 120 white people.
...... 120 white people in their 50s and 60s. Wahahahaha!
Ho boy, how the hell are you supposed to sound chirpy and bubbly AND interesting to people of that age group? O_o I was soooo screwed.
So when I was on the bus with the whole lot of them, I forcefully made friends with some of them, and ended up making a total fool out of myself when I tried "tour guiding". I tried not to think of how much I totally suck in my speech communication classes. I tried to remind myself that if anything, I was definitely not the worst speaker ever .... right? O_o
Me: "HI EVERYBODY! My name is Eliza, I hope you guys had a looooovely flight all the way from FLORIDA YO!"
Everyone in bus: "YEA!! GREAT FLIGHT! HI ELIZA!!!"
I swear to God, they were REALLY damn layan.
Me: "Yeah! *looks at paper* ...... Ermmmm okaaay, I'm supposed to tell you guys the time. Oh shit, I mean, it's currently Malaysian time 9 p.m! Err ..."
The crowd: "yeah! Don't be nervous, Eliza, you're doing a greaat job!!!"
DAMN wtf. =.='' Jaclyn called me and asked me how should she "interact" with her bunch of *cough* men, and I told her, "Aiya, everytime you pass a building, just make up some shit about the building lah. And ask them about the US Goth movement."
........ Which she DID. So I guess I wasn't that embarrassing, after all. HAHAHA. It was a pretty funny and good experience, but I've definitely scratched out being a tour-guide from my potential career list. :D
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OH yeaah, I'm home. :D Of course, my room's still furnitureless. But you know, it DEFINITELY isn't as bad as how it looked two days ago.
Freaky, right? @_@
Right now, my room floor's tiled already. And my room walls are painted purple. :D Can't wait to see the final result, heehee. I'm homeless no more. ;)
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Today, I was at McD, and I bumped into this malay McDelivery guy who tried to ask for my number some time ago. Thankfully, this time he was alone. o_O
So I was eating, and he was like, "Hi Nadiah!!!"
I was totally WTFed, but then I realized that I told him my name was Nadia back then. Eh wtf.
I was biting into my McChicken so I didn't reply him. I only stared at him incredulously.
"You TAK PUASA KE?!?!?", he said, eyeing my McChicken in disbelief.
I, obviously, spit out my McChicken. "Er ..... takde. O_o"
OMG damn funny can! I know I'm super dark and tanned. I know I dig malay songs and guys who look malay. But ........ I never knew how malay I looked, until today. :D
I have mixed feelings about this.
