the standard chartered marathon

June 29, 2009 at 3:29 pm (coversations, holidays, new buy, volunteer)

it’s been a pretty rough couple of days, and i really don’t have anything else to say about that. huh. that wasn’t the plan.

oh well.

last couple of days have been insane. the standard chartered marathon was held this past weekend, and i was a volunteer on both saturday and sunday, ten hours consecutively each day.
my body’s still kinda achy from all that work, but i had so much fun.
will have to beg/blackmail for pictures, so until then, written narrative is the best i can do.

saturday, i was assigned along with others to distribute the runner’s race packs, which was fun because it meant direct contact with people, and i happen to like people. most people. not the woman who snapped at me because she ordered the wrong size and switching shirts weren’t allowed. however, there were cool people, like this one singaporean guy who offered to buy me a drink on account of the hot weather (afifah, i like singaporeans now.)
a 70 year old man signed up for the 10 km race and told me how marathons were his thing. like how some people dig ice cream – he digs marathons.
he’s 70 and he could probably kick my ass in the 10 km category.
for shaaaaaaaaaammmmeeeeee, cheryl. for shame.
conversations during volunteering:
‘eh, leng chai!’
‘WHERE??’ – two overly excited girls, one being me.

‘comprar, comprar.’ – spanish man, pointing to my bright blue volunteer tshirt.
‘no, no comprar.’ me, being fluent. not.

‘i like your tattoo.’
‘thanks.’
‘can i take a picture of it? or would that be too creepy?’
‘…eh, go for it.’ – me, caught somewhere between flattery and unease.

‘i think that guy’s taking our picture.’
‘SMILE!’

sunday, we had to be at dataran at 3 a.m. yes. i didn’t even bother going to sleep because, 3 a.m. is my sleeping time.
i somehow got assigned to the start/finish line, which was awesome, because it was the sweetest spot and i could see everything.
also, the other volunteers were the best. for some reason, people kept coming up to have their picture taken with us, not that i’m complaining. and they kept offering to buy my volunteer tshirt because, well, actually, that part’s still a mystery to me.
i saw the king! and his entourage of bodyguards, all of whom made a dismal attempt to look like civillians. fail. in a field of 100 people, i still probably could totally pick them out as bodyguards. something about the lack of smiling. is it against bodyguard code to smile?
anyways, i know there were a lot of complaints regarding the race – all of which i’m not going to comment on.
what i am going to say though, is that the volunteers gave it their all. we had to deal with furious people, who, because they had no one else to yell at, yelled at us. that wasn’t the norm mind you. most people were great, still smiling after running 42km (insane. i wouldn’t even move. i’d just lie there and wait for a forklift to come get me)

all in all, it was a pretty great experience. met good people, had fun.

today, i spent rm10 on two packets of mnm’s and a cheapo rubiks cube. must learn to solve before college resumes, for bragging rights if nothing else.

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3 Comments

  1. fifa said,

    ONLY NOW, HUH.
    thanks,
    FRIEND.

    • insomniahenceinsanity said,

      lobe you banyak-banyak afifah. i buy you lollipop when we get back to college, ok?

  2. macromedia said,

    Great post!

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