Covering myself with a cardigan, I got out of my house, heads down, in my YOG uniform. I feel so dumb. Why am I wearing this stupid uniform?
But when I see so many people proudly wearing their YOG uniforms in the mrt, it sort of make me feel remorseful as it's the first ever Youth Olympic Games and even better, it's held in Singapore and that I'm ashamed of it. Naturally, I should be proud but the egoistical me was like, "eee wtf so lame so stupid omg wtf are you wearing that's disgusting". K, actually the uniform's really disgusting, not my cup of tee (omg, bad pun) because it's polo and khakis. Ugh. But that's beside the point.
So yeah, I feel so stupid in the sea of purple when I finally arrived at the YOV because I'm the only one covering my uniform with a cardigan.
My job as a media ops volunteer for the YOG is surprisingly slack. Air-conditioned room, a laptop with internet access and the occasional hot athletes and media people coming in, what more can I ask for?But of course it can get pretty boring though giving journalists vital info that they need and all and the occasional calls with people from other countries, I feel so international.
Ok that's bimbotic. Don't judge.
Anywayyy, I got acquainted with some of the journalists and ohey got their numbers. Heh heh.
The village was just teeming with people from all over the world it is like a mini United Nations of sorts. The athletes are really friendly and sociable that you can just chat with them and they smile at you and all. And I was sooo bored i randomly clicked on random athletes names and did an Ievan (but I did not send friend requests).
But that cannot be said for the Singapore volunteers. Sour-faced bitches and unfriendly lot they are. Well, not all, but yeah. Thank god my partner is likeable and efficient; helping me get out of my occasionally rare bimbo moments.
We had a conversation about blinking sign posts when some random guy we're squeezed to in the oh so packed shuttle bus joined in and explained. Apparently, the lights came from the bus's designated blinking spotlights on the front of the bus to shine onto the signposts, so that the light will be reflected back and when it's dark the bus driver is able to see where he's going. O.o I so know that.
