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          Posted on Friday, June 02, 2006

Miserable Weekend

Very funny indeed. I have been in Singapore for nearly half year and now I feel liveless. Perhaps my days in Kuching, I live as a king, someone serving me loyal and the laziness hide inside me.
Back on the hips... I am moving out soon since I came to this place full of strangers to me 5 months ago. There make no difference on the local language here compare to our local dialects. Teochew, Hokkien, Cantonese, English, Mandarin is all they got. It's just their mandarn are far too taiwanese. They are speaking min nan yu (Taiwan local dialect).


The last week of May is my worse MayDay. Somehow this hetic situation falls on my birthday. Tired indeed. Me, my sister & her bf is looking for an apartment to rent. It's like a fish market shouting for highest bit, the one who is willing to pay the highest amount of rental will be approve to stay. Jesus. What type of market is this? But u cannot blame on it, because it's Holland Village/Commonwealth. Somehow these location is considered "nearby city". What is this called the land of gold? Like everyone grabbing free newspaper and if you come late, there's nothing left for you.

Yet, we also met scandals and pathetic mierda. <- Refer to spanish dict.
How could they cheat us, especially those working in Singapore, where they came far far away from here (sarawak, not as far as i tot). $801 cheated for an approved unit (1+1 apartment). So here is the story...
We made calls to agent looking for a unit for us (need to pay them half of the rental fee) and we found this lady called "siew mee". My sister's bf called her and you need to understand we have only got less than one month to move away from the current apartment we are renting. How miserable and yet somemore the rental within these area is not cheap. Just don't understand y the 2 of them loves to stay nearby town; maybe conveniency. Y I stay with them? Well, don't ya think staying with family members is better than staying with your own, can save a lot too. $$$
Of course there are cons staying with couples, might occur severe coincidence / quarrel (2 of them), and some banging. God. "how nice staying together". Or perhaps one day I pick on of you to stay with me. LOL. But honestly it is not easy to have a sister like my sis. Shes great. wait...

Im 2 far from topic.. back to the cheater... this "siew mee" took our money and sign something with the authority to get us move into that house. Just before we move into that house, one of my sister's BF fren ( a teacher ) told us he live just opposite that particular building / room that we are going to move in (yet this happen when we are going to take the house key). We found this.

Image 1


Image 2

Our first thought, we are really in deep shit. Image 1 was taken near the staircase. We even found another vandalism of the same description nearby the lift. O-O We took down Image 2 as well as evidence. WE WANT OUR BLOODY MONEY BACK INTO OUR BLOODY VEINS. Damn. That was our lovely $; rushing every day to work with my andrenalin and bloodlust through my veins; with miles of walking to the office. Hardly cry out for d money. If you don't how my daily rountine was, please click the following....

Daily Routine

Well, we are still finding ways to take back full refund and hope we can take back 760 (another additional $41 is for registeration for hdb authorities) of the agreed rental amount. :( And we did lodge a police report and complain to consumer association of singapore. Just waiting for some good news. And I could say this month (may & june) is the most herretic months of my life. Working with zero return.; with all expenditure gone to the rentals, foods and transports. X-X Badly agreed that I am having a miserable weekends and months. Don't ever think of earning singapore dollar & come here to earn double... NOT till you "contribute your pay to singapore economy" within 1 working year.

A brief Intro.. about life

Time flies and I am 23 by now. Not too old and not too young. Some comments on my look. Peoples around me always making a wild guess on my age. Some even saying that I am 25-27 years old. Yea mature look is fine for me but do I look that old. Probably is my facial expression. Din't make much of a laugh and smiles. Somehow these have to do with my unitudy teeth. Funny. I think it's time for me to go bracing but very expensive. Sometimes can get up to RM5k for bracing or more than that. It's time for me to save money on these expenditures. Somehow I am a bit phobia of these bracing. PAIN! In which I am always afraid of. Well, perhaps some kiss from some lovely girls outside toease my pain.

Well look is important after all. If you say not, then why do you love those korean stars, hong kong stars bla bla bla.... They had gone through plastic surgery wa and what is this you say look is not important? of course, it's hard to find a perfect 100% guy like me (boasting & joking). In fact, I admit I am very very very picky on the types of girls (conditions apply). haha. That is why until today I am still a single old bastard wandering somewhere else in between with no alignment. Frankly speaking, I am always friedly enough to be approach and just don't piss me off; like doesn't know what to talk and being silent the whole event. Well, I am a talkative person and love to giggle a lot. =D

Some people even saying I look like ciccy. LOL. Ok let's see where do I look 1? My boobs? My Arse? My Sexy Lips. God Gracious. Help me!! Fine actually I am telling you all these are facts. Previously I was very very skinny. And I wore some fit & tight T making it a bit weird for my size. Rapidly because of the trend / locals does not know any trend? Hmm... Perhaps. But Now, I look like a fat mature guy with some "ah-pek" look. Is that the cause of what people going to say to people causing them to change? In my entire life, there are ups and downs. Doesn't mean that failure occurs all the time. And I even think of jumping from a high storey to the ground (not till that level of comitting suiside, just looking down from the building / house), simply can't take any more words from them. Then, some adrenalin rush on my blood veins and something came into my brain. "Die is not everything" -- I think for a while and realise that die really can't resolve the issue. I step back a few steps and think of the consequences. I even think after i died, a lot of people would cry for me and forgodness sake, what kind of thinking is that? O-O and since when I got such unethical thinking in my mind.

Great things that god came to me and I started to step back from that horrific place (gates of hell). Yeah, being a human is not easy, of course you have to strangle through the process of life and not all is perfectly born under good circumstances. Rich people got rich people's problem (don't know where to spend their money and get into playing shares and ended up like shit), so is the poor(looking for more fame & opportunities to stay equal like the rich & economy is the main steam to pull them ahead/forward).

What brings me into the Catholic? Friends? Admirer? God? Family? or Father?
At first glance, I am totally alien to this christian community. I was a buddhist before...

to be continued... (as at 02 June 2006)