12 Dec - My Lebonese Boyfriend
I overslept this morning and was about to run into the showers when I realised that I need to give Alvin a morning call. I went back to the room and woke Kiok up, asking her to call “Gou Gou!” She sat up and shouted “Gou Gou!”
I laughed and commented that she getting smarter, then she picked up her mobile and called. But while I was in the toilet, I heard my handpone rang. As it turned out, Kiok had called me as she saved my Doha number as Alvin’s number. In the end, she had to call Alvin with my phone. Later, I teased her about calling “Gou Gou!” She said she had no recollection of that. Kiok has been sleeptalking??
It was Day 2 of the Wushu competition. I had no qualms about making the journey to Aspire as there was motivation for me to go. There was a cute little boy who was competing in the Changquan event. He was the youngest there, at 11 years of age. I was determined to get a photo with him.
Biao shu was late again as we got ready to leave for our sporting venues. He was going to the Qatar Sports Club Indoor Hall for Karate. The events that we were covering were in the morning. I had asked Wendy to record the Wushu feed for me in the morning. There was no way how Ghandi and I could run down to talk to our athletes after filming their moves in the spectators’ stand.
It was a good thing that Wendy recorded the feed for me. For Goh Qiu Bin and Yang Yong Kai have already completed their events by the time I reached the Aspire. No thanks to Biao Shu being late. Panicking, as there was no way to bring the athletes out for interviews, I knew I would be in deep shit if there wasn’t any soundbite to my story as Qiu Bin was in medal contention. Seeing a couple of Team Singapore people in the stands, I asked Vivian for Ng Kim Foo’s number in Doha. I was hoping that he would be around to talk to me. I saw him answering the phone while I called, and he agreed to the interview provided it was conducted in Mandarin, which I said no problem.
Having solved my problem, I waited for our next athlete to compete. Then I spotted Vatche, the 11-year old Lebanese athlete hanging around the spectators’ area. He was fast becoming the idol for all. Everybody was asking him to pose for pictures and every station did a colour story on him, the youngest athlete in this Games. I requested for a photo with him, and told him not to grow up so soon.
Ghandi and I made another trip to the Merchandise Store where I bought t-shirts for my sister, brother and myself. A visor for Junior and some pins. On the way back to IBC, I realised my pseudo mumps was back to haunt me again. Jusri announced my arrival when he asked Ghandi how could he make a lady carry the camera for him? I told Alvin I got sore throat the moment I stepped into the IBC. He was making honey drink for himself and decided to give the drink to me. Knowing that he has got a sweet tooth, I asked him if the drink was sweet. He said, “As sweet as me!” Hahaha! I just drank. At times, it’s best to ignore him.
I laughed and commented that she getting smarter, then she picked up her mobile and called. But while I was in the toilet, I heard my handpone rang. As it turned out, Kiok had called me as she saved my Doha number as Alvin’s number. In the end, she had to call Alvin with my phone. Later, I teased her about calling “Gou Gou!” She said she had no recollection of that. Kiok has been sleeptalking??
It was Day 2 of the Wushu competition. I had no qualms about making the journey to Aspire as there was motivation for me to go. There was a cute little boy who was competing in the Changquan event. He was the youngest there, at 11 years of age. I was determined to get a photo with him.
Biao shu was late again as we got ready to leave for our sporting venues. He was going to the Qatar Sports Club Indoor Hall for Karate. The events that we were covering were in the morning. I had asked Wendy to record the Wushu feed for me in the morning. There was no way how Ghandi and I could run down to talk to our athletes after filming their moves in the spectators’ stand.
It was a good thing that Wendy recorded the feed for me. For Goh Qiu Bin and Yang Yong Kai have already completed their events by the time I reached the Aspire. No thanks to Biao Shu being late. Panicking, as there was no way to bring the athletes out for interviews, I knew I would be in deep shit if there wasn’t any soundbite to my story as Qiu Bin was in medal contention. Seeing a couple of Team Singapore people in the stands, I asked Vivian for Ng Kim Foo’s number in Doha. I was hoping that he would be around to talk to me. I saw him answering the phone while I called, and he agreed to the interview provided it was conducted in Mandarin, which I said no problem.
Having solved my problem, I waited for our next athlete to compete. Then I spotted Vatche, the 11-year old Lebanese athlete hanging around the spectators’ area. He was fast becoming the idol for all. Everybody was asking him to pose for pictures and every station did a colour story on him, the youngest athlete in this Games. I requested for a photo with him, and told him not to grow up so soon.Ghandi and I made another trip to the Merchandise Store where I bought t-shirts for my sister, brother and myself. A visor for Junior and some pins. On the way back to IBC, I realised my pseudo mumps was back to haunt me again. Jusri announced my arrival when he asked Ghandi how could he make a lady carry the camera for him? I told Alvin I got sore throat the moment I stepped into the IBC. He was making honey drink for himself and decided to give the drink to me. Knowing that he has got a sweet tooth, I asked him if the drink was sweet. He said, “As sweet as me!” Hahaha! I just drank. At times, it’s best to ignore him.
After wrapping up Wushu, Alvin told me he wanted to let me do football, but it was just too bad that I had to wrap up for Wushu. Oh well, next time then. With the pseudo mumps refusing to go away, I took a snooze at the panel just before 1800hr.Later that night, Wendy told me that Biao Shu had missed our athlete totally this morning. He had to borrow footage from the Thai station as our girl’s opponent was Thai. Back in the apartment, I showed Kiok what I bought. She said she want to make a trip there. But she would need Alvin’s permission. She needed time to figure out how to ask Alvin for permission.
