salvation army flag day

i nvr knew tt collecting donations was so hard. u really got 2 hav da guts 2 go up 2 ppl n ask them 4 wutever cause. i make a pledge, NVR to turn down those ppl askin 4 donations (4 a gd cause) ever again... u hv my sympathies man. anyway, this was how we collected money.

place: Sunshine Farlim n shoplots surrounding
time: 8.00 - 10.00 (but we were picked up by da driver an hr late)
no. of ppl collectin: 6 (me, pris, leena, ross, emily & rosabelle)

log of events:
7.30- reached salvation army children centre. we actually reached at 7 at da s.a church n waited 4 almost 20 mins but then a kind soul pulled over 2 tell my dad where it was actually. singned in n all tt... then waited 4 da van 2 drop us at wherever.

8.00- reached farlim. we divided in2 3 pairs n went our seperate ways. it was a gd but bad idea oso. cos da 2 R's (ross n rosabelle) went in2 real kiasu mode n immediately went 2 serbu their 'victims'. hhaha.... well it did look like tt, u noe...while they were busy hearin coins in their cans... leena n i were walkin around da shoplots lyke idiots. we didn't get much cos we were too chicken 2 approach any1. must hv looked stupid walkin around wif our cans doin ntg.

8.30- still walkin around aimlessly. stopped by 7/11 4 awhile. leena got her 1st coin. then, met pris n em. while we were tokkin, a chef from da tim sum shop called us cos he wanted 2 donate. i got it. haha. then suddenly, both of us got into da mood 2 collect... dunno how. maybe cos of dde encouragement from them. whoever u r.. thx a lot... tis gal rmb's ur jasa.

8.35- attacked da coffee shop customers with vigour. most of them already donated but there were sum really nice ppl who did.

9.15- many tables n donations later... we were doin our round around da shoplots cos i think da coffee shop ppl were sick of us n wanted 2 be left in peace wif their food... saw a tuition centre n students outside it.... [evil grin].... fresh meat. so, we approached them 2 ask, n surprisingly, they were actually realli, realli nice as 2 dig their pockets 4 change. 1 guy, he was so sweet (kindda gorgeous... in a sweet way. n his attd too). he wanted 2 donate but had no change.... he realli looked so cute/sweet when he apologised tt i felt lyke huggin him. crazy i noe... n i do not lyke him ok....

9.20- went into da mamak cafe. yuck, tis is da gross part. so i went 2 ask 2 guys who were sittin there. then, there was tis big group of guys (who noes how old they r) , they were callin n u noe... doin da disgusting things tt gross guys usually do. i went anyway. afterall, there was a whole table of ppl wanting 2 donate. so, all i did was, clamp my mouth shut, smile, n handed my tin around. da stupid ppl wanted 2 look at my name n give me their phone no.'s. n of cos... laughin lyke drunken fools. but, at least i got abt hopefully 10 bucks from them. suckers.

9.27- recoverin from da traumatic experience.

9.45- resume collectin. still able 2 get money.

10.00- went 2 get slurpies or izzit slushies at 7/11.

10.10- on da way bac, met my frens at mc d. went 2 sit 4 awhile. catch up wif da news. met da f5's who walked from farlim market 2 sunshine. quite a feat..... 4 them. not bad, not bad.

10.30- sat on da bench 2 wait for da man 2 fetch us bac.

11.00- man came. angry tt we did not follow his orders n waited at da designated spot. haiyo... it was sooo hot ler.... did he expect us 2 wait 4 him 2 come 4 like wut, half an hr in da sun???

11.30- balik.

tired, vry tired. n now, my head aches. alot. better stop. need 2 eat n sleep now. 2nite... all eyes on frees (frogs, no offence meant wutsoever).