three-day weekend
thursday night. while driving from work to church, my mobile beeped with the message alert tone. was turning into a street and saw a large orange orb hanging low in the night sky. i thought, whoa! funkee moon!!! stopped car at a red light, turned to look at my phone. one of my best guy buds sent this sms: holy cow! look at the moon! both of us saw the full orange moon at almost the exact same time, and thought of the same thing. tried to take photo of weird moon. failed miserably. got home from rehearsal around 10pm. extraordinary occurances involving celestial bodies = 2.
woke up bright and early the next day, reached church a little past 8am. spent the whole day setting up the venue. left 6:30pm, before the technical dry run started. got home, had dinner, then went to my sister's benefit concert. stayed there til 10:30pm, when dad called me up and told me to go home. what are you still doing there? you said you're tired, why aren't you coming home yet? for the record, did not tell him i'm tired. mom asked, i said yes. fact - mom tells dad EVERYTHING. planned to stay at concert til it was over to help sister, but dad had other ideas. ok. upside - before i left, saw brad turvey. saw brad turvey look in my direction. saw brad turvey do a double take when he looked. and there was nobody within 5 meters of me at that moment. cute model-chefs checking me out = 1.
saturday. cut my left index finger during breakfast. again, got to church just past 8am. fixed up the rest of the production set. was handling packing tape and a cutter. cut left index finger again. finished setting up play venue. helped cast with make-up. 3pm - showtime. 4:30pm - show ends. damage control on some props with hot melt glue gun. burned left middle finger. went out for a sundae with friend. not too happy with sundae. got back 6pm. watched cast rehearse dance routine. had quick dinner alone. helped cast with makeup again. 7pm - 2nd show. 8:30pm - cleanup. group prayer. photo ops with cast and crew. cleanup again. got home 10pm. injuries on left hand due to carelessness = 3.
finally got enough rest on sunday. went to church and did official church duties. got home around 2pm, took a nap til 3:30. woke up, had chocolate cake (thanks sis!) and headed for greenhills tiangge. went to exchange an oversized blouse. saw other stuff. got other stuff. ran out of cash and went to atm. discovered payroll got credited over the weekend. got cash. saw more stuff. got more stuff. went home just in time for dinner out with family. items purchased at bargain stalls = 6.
went to bed past 11pm. got to sleep close to 1am. woke up past 3am. (just guessing.) couldn't go back to sleep. finally got up 4:30am to get ready. waited for dad to finish getting ready to go to airport. saw stars from backyard. (note to self - best time to stargaze in city is one to two hours before sunrise.) left house 5:15am. got to airport 5:45am. saw sunrise, with matching silhouette of airplane taking off. left for gym. pulled over when phone rang. dad. don't drive around with your windows down! it's dangerous. roll up your windows! ok. "what a wonderful world" moment over. got to gym past 6. workout, sauna, shower. go nuts donuts. head for work. nature-appreciation moments = 2.
end of weekend.
woke up bright and early the next day, reached church a little past 8am. spent the whole day setting up the venue. left 6:30pm, before the technical dry run started. got home, had dinner, then went to my sister's benefit concert. stayed there til 10:30pm, when dad called me up and told me to go home. what are you still doing there? you said you're tired, why aren't you coming home yet? for the record, did not tell him i'm tired. mom asked, i said yes. fact - mom tells dad EVERYTHING. planned to stay at concert til it was over to help sister, but dad had other ideas. ok. upside - before i left, saw brad turvey. saw brad turvey look in my direction. saw brad turvey do a double take when he looked. and there was nobody within 5 meters of me at that moment. cute model-chefs checking me out = 1.
saturday. cut my left index finger during breakfast. again, got to church just past 8am. fixed up the rest of the production set. was handling packing tape and a cutter. cut left index finger again. finished setting up play venue. helped cast with make-up. 3pm - showtime. 4:30pm - show ends. damage control on some props with hot melt glue gun. burned left middle finger. went out for a sundae with friend. not too happy with sundae. got back 6pm. watched cast rehearse dance routine. had quick dinner alone. helped cast with makeup again. 7pm - 2nd show. 8:30pm - cleanup. group prayer. photo ops with cast and crew. cleanup again. got home 10pm. injuries on left hand due to carelessness = 3.
finally got enough rest on sunday. went to church and did official church duties. got home around 2pm, took a nap til 3:30. woke up, had chocolate cake (thanks sis!) and headed for greenhills tiangge. went to exchange an oversized blouse. saw other stuff. got other stuff. ran out of cash and went to atm. discovered payroll got credited over the weekend. got cash. saw more stuff. got more stuff. went home just in time for dinner out with family. items purchased at bargain stalls = 6.
went to bed past 11pm. got to sleep close to 1am. woke up past 3am. (just guessing.) couldn't go back to sleep. finally got up 4:30am to get ready. waited for dad to finish getting ready to go to airport. saw stars from backyard. (note to self - best time to stargaze in city is one to two hours before sunrise.) left house 5:15am. got to airport 5:45am. saw sunrise, with matching silhouette of airplane taking off. left for gym. pulled over when phone rang. dad. don't drive around with your windows down! it's dangerous. roll up your windows! ok. "what a wonderful world" moment over. got to gym past 6. workout, sauna, shower. go nuts donuts. head for work. nature-appreciation moments = 2.
end of weekend.
posted by super inday at 1:01 am
4 Comments:
you can definitely tell that you are tired and overworked when you inadvertently start severing your digits with sharp objects
this previous weekend has got to be one of the worst three day weekends of my life!!!
Alan
omg! brad turvey! woohoo!
-- risha
yes risha. woohoo!!! unfortunately... didn't get up close and personal. would rather not... especially with all the paint on my hands and arms, plus clothes that have gone through who-knows-what during the ten-hour production set-up!!!
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