The office is fun.n.nn.n. First thing in the morning I see this:

My El See Di fuh-lat scleen monitor. It looks like some hot piece of machinery. But it is actually damn bloody slow. Did you know that they cable-lock the damn monitor? As if I want to steal it. Actually I do. Thats how I found out about the cable lock. But you dont have to know about that.

This is SL's crush. I suck in photography. So I only got to capture his back. Actually he was facing me while I took it. Ok dont be stupid. I know what you are thinking. You are thinking.. OMG this girl so daring! I inconspiciously took that picture while pretending to make a phone call-lah. Unfortunately for SL he turned his back..

Then I heard music. "... eeeeyeee oh wumbawaway... aweembaweb aweembaweb... where the lion sleeps tonighhhh....tt..." <ok so I'm told that I am tone deaf... >

Its an elephant distributing bananas to the office... T_T

I really kid you not. An elephant. Distributing bananas.

And I overheard... why they never dress as monkeys then?

Such humour I tell you. It can tell you two things...

1. Its a fun office; or

2. The office is so damn stressful that they had to resort to this... entertaining employees with an elephant suit. What's next? Chicken?

We have a new tennant.... his name is DUDU

He pees all over the place...

But ....

with those look, you gotta forgive him. How could you fault someone with looks that could melt your heart?

The dog is not mine. Its my housemates. Its a wonder you know, they dont even know how to take care of themselves. They want to take care of a dog. I pity the dog.

When I saw DUDU, I asked Mr Grumpy whether we can keep a pet if we shift to our own place.

He grunts "NO!"

*sulk*

And I only wanted to keep rabbits.

Boo.

I was in KL one fine weekend. Not knowing when I will next be back, I decided to drop off something at a certain friend house.. to pass to someone else.

Now, I know that she was sick. But all I was going to do was:

1. drop by
2. pass her the thing
3. say goodbye

YOU KNOW WHAT WAS HER RESPONSE?

"you want me to go out of bed? downstairs? to meet you?"

Great.

I ended up leaving the thingy with my former faithful driver.

Oh but I hope you do get better! I miss you and your warped humor! I cant wait for you and Mr Grumpy join forces again to irritate me *muax*

This is clean by standards.

I Googled the picture up. The real thing is worse. I'll leave you to your imagination. Can you imagine? I come back from KL and the only thing that is clean is the CELING! The CELING! Cant you imagine! Not only they cant aim their piss, they cant aim their shit as well. I see shit stains on the toilet!

I'm going mad.

I'm sorry I ruined your dinner / supper. I just had to release this tension out.

And.. I survived.

One thing to note though, people here are workaholics. If you go back before 8pm, you are the odd one out. Work here is pretty much the same, only I have to learn a few bits here and there. We are quite lucky you know (as in us Malaysians in the office). I have a Philippino, Indonesian and Australian colleague. While us Malaysians get to keep our grade (as in our existing positions from Malaysia), the rest got downgraded.

You cant hardly call it bias simply because the rest of the colleagues' home country tax system (yes I am a tax agent) is different from Singapore. Malaysia and Singapore is fairly the same basic concept. Yes. So I chose to feel special. It's the only thing I have learnt to be by staying in a foreign country (Singapore can hardly qualify, but if you think of it, I've never left the country for purposes like this except holidaying). Is to feel positive in every step I choose to take.

Yes. My current house is a shithole. My housemates are bastards. But look at it this way, at least we have something to laugh (or at least me.. at Mr Grumpy)about whenever we come back home from a stressed evening at work. Take for instance, one day Mr Grumpy was taking his piss in the toilet. He didnt say anything unusual. Then after that it was my turn to go to the toilet (7 pple share the same toilet.. you can imagine). I saw period stains. Freaked. Told Mr Grumpy. Mr Grumpy said "THAT WAS PERIOD STAINS? I though WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT!! EEEEEEYYYYYYEEEEEEEEER!!!" It was pretty funny to see Mr Grumpy's reaction when I mentioned that thingy was period stains.. hehe..

There was another time where one fine morning, we were watching tv, this girl came out of her room, and cooked. We were like thinking.. heck, the kitchen is so dirty, how does she cook? Furthermore before she went to the kitchen, there were unwashed pan on the stove. Did she use that? OMG! It was like wake up > cook > eat. Not wake up > wash > cook > wash > eat > wash. I told Mr Grumpy and he screwed up his face .. and made horrified look face. Ugh.

As for working life, the staff here are pretty scared of the senior staff. One came to me after amending my review points and said "Sorry for all the mistakes I made"

WHAT?

Back home I was told NEVER to say sorry for the mistakes I've done, especially when I'm new. Just learn from it. I kept saying "Its ok. Its OK"

Bah.. I have lots more to learn about the Singapore culture. I usually mix with the internationals, because they are much more friendlier..

..to be continued

Did nothing much during the first weekend in Singapore... ^_^ Went to Bugis Street on Saturday. Met up with my former faithful driver on Sunday... we went to Hooters because he wanted to 'check it out'. There is nothing it seems.. heheheheh...

Got bored.. so... I took this out:

*oo romanticc..*

About an hour later:

ok... so... I had to change the color scheme... I didnt have those colors on hand.. and it turned goth instead. But it did turn out nicely not too different from what is shown in the book. I cant decide whether to make it as a bracelet or a necklace. What do you recomend? Its too big to make it into a ring btw.

During the last weekend (yes.. this post is abit delayed), me and the boyfriend (hereby will be known as mr grumpy for reasons that will be told later) went and look for possible places to rent since our current situation is practically a shit hole (well outside our room looks like a shit hole, our room is the sanctuary).

We scanned through the weekend classifieds and only looked at this one called... AMK near MRT! So we went and contacted the agent, the agent said about 10-12 mins walk from the MRT. Not bad right? So when we arrived, we called the agent again. The agent asked us to take a bus. BUS? I didnt agree to take a bus??!?

Fine.

We took a bus and tried to remember the place how to walk and stuff.

IT WAS DAMN FREAKING FAR.

Nevermind. We thought there will be some short cut or something like that. We will discover it later. So off we went to view the house... house was so - so. Typical HDB flat. Not really that great. It was OK only. For that rental he quoted it wasnt really attention grabbing. But nevertheless, we will still consider.. AFTER we try the walking distance.

The agent was like "Oh.. its very near.. I also walked here from the MRT. It takes me about 10 -12 mins leisure walking" He showed us where to walk.. so we walked..

and walked...

and walked...

and walked and sweated...

we asked pple around where is the MRT and you know what was their reply?????

"MRT zhai na pian. Hen yuan, hen yuan" <MRT is over there. Very very far>

WAT THE HECK????

Half hour later only we reached the stupid MRT. Mr grumpy was practically melting even though it was slightly raining.

The agent must have had rollerbladed to the show house. Next time when the agent says 10-12 mins away from the MRT, never believe them.

630am - wake up and proceed to shut alarm and roll around the bed
645am - religiously kick the boyfriend to wake up and proceeds to dirty washroom to wash up
700am - decide what to wear and make-up
730am - breakfast
800am - MRT
820am - reach work (plus walking time and all) and on PC
830am - actually start work
645pm - finish work & decide where to eat
830pm - reach home

Travelling time sucks here... gone are the days where I used to live 5 driving minutes away from work.

p/s: I found out that Mr X in my last post is from M'sia as well. What the heck?

First day of work in the kiasu land country.

It wasnt too bad. At first. Everyone was so friendly. Took me out for lunch. Smiled and made small talk.

Until I met this typical kiasu of the kiasu. I was instructed by the manager to go see this person X (really... I forgot his name). I was to ask him about a certain document that he might have had.

X: WHY?
me: Because manager Y asked me to ask you whether you have or not.
X: WHY?
me: Because manager Y wants me to raise queries for this client.
X: DIS WAN VERY HARD ONE.
me: Oh is it? How hard? <me acting dumb>
X: VELI HARD ONE.

What the hell?

Ok.. this is supposed to be part 2 but.. I dont care.. its my blog and I can do anything I want. Nyeh Nyeh.

So, when I came back yesterday.. it was still as dirty as ever. So the boyfriend and I cleaned it up (more like the boyfriend did everything. I just supervised).

Actually I did want to clean the toilet. But.... it looks as though I didnt see enough and the housemates decide that they should give me another shocker:

They flush pads in the toilet.

Please take a moment.

AAAAAUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGGHHHHH

So I decided I didnt want to clean the toilet. The poor boy had to do everything.

The boyfriend disinfected the room by mopping and scrubbed the toilet.

<3 <3

I dont have to do a thing..

I saw a pretty cute kid one morning.. and all I said was:

"Eh look.. so cute..."

My dad retorted:

"You can get one of your own cute kid if you get married. Not one but two.. or three.. five also can.."

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Bleh.

But the tennants are horrible.

If I were to take pictures of the place, you wouldnt be able to eat for the whole day... but I am too nice to do that. I wouldnt want to ruin everyone's day wouldnt I?

It is not like there is shit floating around the toilet or rats making home to the kitchen... but it's still gdf dirty.

So anyway, since I'm too nice, I deserve to describe it to everyone. The good news first. Our room was really nice. I love the cupboards, bed table and size of the room. EVERYTHING. It has aircond.. etc.. BUT

The tennants are barbaric. When I first entered the house.. it was like chaos. Flags of their underwear was openly hanging about. In. The. Open. Hall. This was not like fully girls hostel. There are 2 other guys staying there too. I'm not even allowed to take off my shoe in the house. Yes it is that dirty. So.. I had to buy slippers. *SIGH*

My room is next to the kitchen. So.. obviously I would take a peek at the kitchen. Mother of horrors of horrifying horrors. Milk powder spilt. Never wipe. Oil all over the place from cooking. Never wipe. Food stuck in the basin container. Never wash. Dont know how many years they didnt clean up. I was told by the boyfriend NEVER to look in the refridgerator. I took his advice. But he did tell me this. There were things living in the refridgerator. Food permanantly stuck... ewwwwwwww.

So.. I was like.. fine. I dont use the kitchen anyway. I dont care. So we went for a walk... come back... have to use toilet to clean up before go sleep right? I send the boyfriend to bathe first. Because...... I want to know what I am facing first.

He came back.

"The toilet is damn dirty"

Fuck.

"Dont expect it to be your home toilet"

Duh. Fuck x 2.

So I braved myself. I have to bathe no matter what right? I was hot, sticky and sweaty. So I went to the toilet.

I almost puked. (Yes.. it was that bad).

The toilet bowl was never ever cleaned ....... you can guess the effect of that.. I dont need to describe it further.... hairs all over the place. Mould on the ceramic walls. Towels hanging there that was never cleaned. There were insects living in the towels! INSECTS! LIVING! IN TOWELS! It looked like it has never been cleaned before!

Damn!

The next morning I couldnt eat.. was thinking about the toilet. It haunts the life out of me. All I thought of was.. I need to shift out. I do my 'business' out of the house. A complete opposite of what I do back here in Malaysia. If you girls know me well enough, I dont go to public toilets that often. NOW. I go every single day. To avoid the house one.

Laugh all you want. Bah.

I suggested to the boyfriend that we start cleaning up the toilet, then suggest to maintain it together. I dont care much for the kitchen. If they dont maintain it, we shift out. We have already highlighted to the landlord. We'll see how it is when we get back. Whether the landlord does do something about it.

Damn.

We went house hunting.. we saw two houses, but one we didnt like it the second one was taken once we reached there. Its so safe over here that you can call up the agents on the telephone without thinking twice that there is a pyscho waiting for you at the other end of the line. Well, as Malaysians, obviously we are used to the 'there is a psycho at the other end of the line'. So when we went over (especially at 9.30pm!!) to look at the house, we were abit scared.. stupid thoughts keep playing over my head.. what if this or that happen? Where would we run?? kekekek..

It turns out that the agent was pleasant.. and when the unit was taken, he offered us another unit, promising to call us (whether he does or not.. that would be another matter) when it was available for viewing.

Prayers up.. that either I:

1. Can get my tennants to be less barbaric; and if that dont work out
2. I get to rent an appropriate unit.

Sigh. I'm so glad that the boyfriend chose to follow me. If not I really will cry and insist to go back.

I'm hurt from the betrayal and the trust I put into you.

Thanks for making me see a better light in you.

I'm so gonna miss all of you. Thank you for the memories (all in a scrap book! so cute). I honestly didnt think that you girls could be so sweetttt... and how much I meant to you girls... *blush*

Where there is a time of goodbyes, there will be time for a hello again.

You girls must promise to come down and visit me. Take turns! Every 2 months one of you MUST come down... AT LEAST! Dont care.. must promiseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! *shows pinky finger.. promise?*

I've got no time to blog about my recent Korea trip. To summarized it all, it was great! Weather was lovely. I wished I had more time to shop though (if are sharp enough, you can get all the pretty unique things there for a song.. provided you bargain carefully). But all about Korea is the scenery. I loved every bit of trees, birds and animals there.

Of the 8 days, I learnt 3 new words in Korean:

SAKE SAKE - Cut Cut (essential for bargaining)
Anahesayo - Good morning (or used as a greeting of whatever form)
Agasi - Male (I think....)
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There are many more which I cant think of right now.... photos will come later.. no time to resize them... hehehhehe

Promise!

Sorry! Will update once I am settled down... I hope I will have internet connection in Singapore!

*muahs*