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Friday, 13 August 2010
Amo A Mexican Boys!! 13/8/10.

oh, the drama!!

everyday at work has been.. rather eventful..

1st day, am shift at hall 12: carried trolleys up and down with Sima, eeping and aahhing all the way. bloody mentioned at least 4 times by that hall's senior sup.

2nd day, am shift at hall 14: reports screwed up. long time spent trying to understand how to write them.

3rd day, pm shift: totally forgot. crap. was juz recounting it to erica twice on the way home.. hmm..

4th day, pm shift: towel-changing screwed up, thankyou very much, lovell. you are awesome. i told you specifically not to fold the fucking spot towels, and everything went well till i left the room for 20seconds, and you bloody rolled every fucking one of them up! you also gave the sups loadsa shit, and Cherry [our senior sup] got scolded by the manager cuz of you! also refer to previous post about mexican-guy time.

today, pm shift: told that i was beautiful 3 times, pretty, twice.

first, while recording down on blk 68's report, a black mexican came up to me while walking by and went: "you.. are.. very.. ..... .....(fingers snapping, trying to think very hard) .... beautiful! =D"

italics being spanish.

then, a cute Mexican awoke when i knocked on his door. then he sat topless on his table, cutely munching a banana while watching us work.



oh gosh..


i went to the corner room, H's and C's. woke them up again. mama mia~! they are smexy!

adding H on fb now. hahaha.

poor H was soo embarrassed! he woke up with morning wood. [altho it was 3pm+]

since we needed to ensure that they got a change on linens and pillow cases, i had to talk to them. sadly, i didn't bloody brush up my spanish. at all.

so i was like, "no hablo espanol, hablo ingles." kinda thing.

YQ went to pass them the new linens and p/cs, cuz they wouldn't open the door fully. H juz kept sitting on his bed with adorable bedhair, using his pillow to cover himself. then YQ totally couldn't read the air and juz insisted on taking the p/c away from him, so she gave him a new p/c, which he immediately snatched to cover himself, and she juz took the old stuff out. aww..

so next door.

C asked S for me, so i went over.

H was like, "no! nothing.. nothing.."
C "was like, nothing, ^^ nothing."
Me: orh. okay. adios.

then when i went to the 4/5th door, C poked his head out the door, and crooned, "clean my rooo~~oom.. clean my rooo~~ooom.."


so i went back to them. the whole morning, E's been pms-y. asked him why, cannot give me a reason. pfft! jealous, right? tell me to ignore them. "no, don't go.. juz.. ignore them can?"

anyway, so i went back, knocked on their door and opened it.

H was like, oh gosh, she's here! where's my pillow!?!??!?!?!

and C couldn't stop grinning.

M: clean your room?
C: yes, clean my ro~~om!
M: okay.
H: you should juz ignore him, he's crazy. [together with adorable hand motions!! kyaa!]

so anyway, i started tucking the new linen on C's bed, and halfway through, C took his cap, and placed it on my head. haha. soo cute~!

then they kept chatting with me while i changed their bedsheets.

and i found out YQ gave them a whole stack of p/cs instead of 2 linens.. =/ had to go take some.

anyway, so after that, H was like, "mine, too! =D"

so he hopped over to the other bed and continued staring at me.

shall not type out our charming convo here. too hard to translate. altho half the time i was going "no hablo espanol, hablo ingles!" but 4 portions out of 5 were in spanish anyway.

one part i can type is;

i forgot how to say "you are hot" in spanish, so i told H, "my friend think you (circle face and body, show thumbs-up)" haha!

then C, oh, adorable C..

he quickly circled himself, did the thumbs-up, and went, "me, too? (big hopeful puppy eyes).

i juz evilly laughed.. aww.. =/

but H did say that i was beautiful a few moments later. ^^ C also said i was really really pretty. ^^

then when i was done, i took off C's cap, and put it back on his head, he was like "no, no! this is for you! =D"

i was soo smitten, i forgot how to say gracias.. =.=

before i left the room, C was like, "come back tomorrow! ^^"

and after i left, he stuck out his head again and moo-ed "no~o... don't go~~!" hahahahhaha! soo cute!

anyway, the rest ain't really worth mentioning. until i brought H to their room, where since she's more fluent in spanish, she did a lot of translating. got their fb, C signed the cap, they both had eyes for me, but C thinks i like H, i juz ignored that. ^^

but oh, man..

when H waved at me after his shower, in juz a bath towel around his earlier-concealed area.. i wanted to leap from blk 67 over to the 2nd floor ledge and.. well..

anyway, 2 rooms from blk 67's cupboards were infested with ants.

so, even though it was waaaaay out of my job-scope, i did a run to the front desk's office, demanded a room change, etc, and got it. however, cock-ups happen, and i had to reverse everything later on. the poor athelete had already begun to shift his 3 huge luggages into the vacant room at the mexican block! he had to bring them back! i felt soo bad!

so i was negotiating things between them and the head coach/official/whatever-he-was, all-the important-documents-were-with-him, so-he-die-die-cannot-leave-that-room.

thank God erica came by halfway! i would have blown up at someone!

and i was complaining halfway to her and front desk about speaking spanish half the time this whole day, when a mexican official came in for enquires, heard me going "no hablo espanol, hablo ingles!", face lit up, and went "you hablo espanol?!?! ^^ ^^ ^^"



so for 3 hours, i worked with the big boss from front desk, and cleared the ant nest. all 3 of us went the extra mileS, even tho i could have said, 'oh, it's not my problem. i don't have to fix this. you don't understand what they're saying? too bad~!", erica ALREADY KNOCKED OFF WORK, and big boss could have been handling his own job's shit.

we put in soo much effort, we didn't eat our dinner till 20mins before shift ended.

and to get to the main ant nest between the drawer and the built-in wall, the drawers had to be taken apart. no one knew how to, but i fiddled-fiddled with it, and plucked them all out. ^^

more drama with the grainy shit that came out.



actually, my typings are not really making much sense anymore, and the chronological order of the lowest-above-stated incident is kinda screwed up.

so i shall skip the rest of that account. told the guy i'll be back tomorrow to fix up the rest of his shitted cupboard.

at the shuttle bus stop to point D, i saw the mexican wrestler who said hi to me, and we started chatting, and he said i was very very pretty.

oh ya, forgot to mention that around 4-something, a female mexican coach gave me the mexican YOG badge, and one of their athelete's shirt! ohmygosh! the cap, badge, and shirt are gonna be my treasureS!! esp if, [scratch that] WHEN(!) they win medals.

then... dun dun dun dun....

H and C appeared at the bus stop!! yay!

Erica was soo blown away.. could totally tell that she was smitten with H. who can blame her, tho. he's soo hot, Greece's Apollo statues have to hunch over and shrivel!

i made H give her a badge too. haha! the escaticity on her face.. been a while..

H signed my cap too, and juz nice we got on the bus when he was done.

stood at the rear exit, clapped childishly when another mexican ran and caught the bus with us, and got kicked by the door. haha.

so i sat down on the door hinge thing, erica sat on my lap, and OHEMMGEE!~! H ZHANMABU-ED ON HER LAP!! LIKE, he totally played around, pretended to want to sit, so erica tap-tapped her lap, and he did!!!!! Hidayah would be soooooooo fucking jealous!!

one thing for sure, is he was uber uber careful not to actually sit on her, and C seriously sat on his lap, followed by another bigger mexican. erica put her hands on his shoulders, and (later on), told me that he felt soo.. {packed ^^}.


the door opened.

erica made the sound of a cat choking and puking out a gargantuan spiky furball.

Thank God my reflexes are fast, if not i would have fallen off the bus!

and also thank God that H wasn't actually sitting on erica's lap. no matter how fast my reflexes are, i wouldn't be able to stop us from injuring ourselves, had that happened.

later on the train home, e told me that even she could tell H didn't actually sit, and he had to be uber strong to withstand those 2 other guy's weights while squatting in mid-air. ahahah!

anyway, so we threw ourselves straight into the center of the bus, and wow. hotties in action, H, C, and the hot mexican guys immediately surrounded us to keep us safe.

i feel soo warm and fuzzy inside..

we juz kept laughing more maniacally than hyenas.

then i noticed.. C's hand was on my shoulder for the rest of the ride till they got off for dinner.

and erica told me that the part that made us feel the most accomplished was that they left, 2 groups of rather good-looking female atheletes were glaring death-daggers at us! hahahahhaha!

at point D, she also realised that when the bus door opened, and we stumbled, her phone fell out of her pocket. ahha. o well. eventually some kind soul picked it up, etc, so i'm collecting it for her tomorrow from the YOG police. ahahhaha!

anyway, my computer is being complicated with my new phone, so i can't upload photos of C's cap, with their signatures. nvm. shall do so at the end of YOG, where i've down what i wanted with the Mexican athelete shirt. ^^

Fieary. 13/8/10.

when you pray for it to be a fruitful day, God answers in the best possible manner.

when will my dreams be fulfilled??