Saturday Rush
Don't you wish sometimes that you have 30 hours in a day?That was my situation last Saturday, when everything seemed to take place, and I wish I could split into two or three persons to do it all.
Back to reality.
The rush started with badminton at West Coast CC with Terence - 10.30am - without breakfast.
Caught a quick shower at Clementi Sports Hall, before speeding down to Peninsula Shopping Centre to meet Josh. Made my best man suit and shirt, then went to a Sushi place in Funan which seemed like a gay joint to satisfy my starving stomach.
3pm.
Reached the newsroom and started work at 4pm. Had to score a hat-trick with three stories that day. Needed speed, lots of form and NO distractions so I could go to Matt's housewarming and come back in time to cover Chelsea vs Blackburn.
Finished two stories, then headed to Matt's at 8pm and back to the office at 9.15pm.
It's one thing trying to write a 30cm match report due 30 mins after the game ends without quotes. It's a nightmare when that is punctuated with smses and calls hurrying you for drinks.
Overcame all that noise to churn out a decent piece.
Left the newsroom at 1.15am.
Drove like an impatient mad man down to Wine Bar, where I had to queue for the valet. Drinks with Maria & friends, Rajan, Steph, Doug and Fiona were great, a 3am supper at Boon Tong Kee superb.
Finally hit the sack at 5am - totally devoid of life.
posted by Al @ 10:27 am
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