I hate staying with my mom.
I'm 30 yrs old for God's sake.
Why the fuck am I still staying with my mom?
Why the fuck am I not allowed to purchase my own flat, my own house?
I have enough $ in my CPF to downpay for a flat but I'm not eligible to because I am not married.
What the fuck is this.
I hate staying with my mom cause she stuffs the fridge with tonnes of food that are either expired or expiring.
I hate staying with my mom cause she washes clothes in 4 stages : Soaking, twice. Scrubbing, twice. Washing, twice. Spin, twice.
It's a waste of her time, our money, the earth's resources.
She simply cannot understand, despite our efforts to convince her for 10 yrs.
She thinks that she has put in so much effort but we do not appreciate.
I used to help her wash clothes a few times. She thought that those clothes I washed were not clean enough (for her standards) and she washed everything I washed, ALL OVER AGAIN.
She thinks she's the sole owner of the flat even though I have given her enough money I can pay for monthly instalments of a 3-room flat. I stopped giving her after I had to pay for several insurance policies. But I'm still paying for the telephone bills and her mobile line. My sis took over last year to pay for the utilities bills and housing loan.
We cannot criticise her. We get into endless arguments over the fridge of food that stayed/stays/will stay for a year or more. We get chided for not helping her and when we want to help, she dislikes it. She fears that we will dirty her space or things or whatever. She gets upset when we told her to save some money, for we are struggling with expenses and my fucking fiance cannot even earn enough to feed me alone.
She spends abt $1000 a mth on food and more food. Part of that money comes from the maintenance keeps my dad supplies her.
I suspect that she's suffering from mental breakdown which is causing her impulse buying behaviour. I don't even spend $500 a mth on buying.
But I pray and hope she's fine and healthy and will leave me alone when I finally get married and move out one day.
I love her.
But I cannot stand living with her if she's gonna waste water, electricity, money and boss me around.
I stay in this house but I have no say, no freedom, no respect.
I'm 30 years old. I cannot wait to leave this house, if better still, this country.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
My favourite chillout places in SG
1) Brewerkz at Stadium, near the old Cosy Bay. Cosy Bay used to be my fav haunt until it closed some years ago, leaving the concrete space on the river dark, empty and isolated. Brewerkz don't charge 10% service tax, but drinks are not the cheapest. Nice outdoor atmosphere, though. Love their finger foods.
2) Overeasy at One Fullerton, near the Merlion. Fabulous view of the MBS. Nice food, such as its all day breakfast eggs and kong bak pao (dinner). Drinks are a bit expensive. Often crowded.
3) Ice Cold Beer at Emily Hill. Crowded during weekends but sure can squeeze a space or two. Beer promo during happy hours. Crispy, tasty, hot piping wings you won't forget (but doesn't come cheap!). Emily Hill is a lovely place to stroll after some beer.
I should go check out more places... Seems like as I grow older, my social circle shrinks, my pocket shrinks and the kind of generous friends that I used to have disappears.
This is especially so after most of my friends are happily married and became aunties.
Sianz...
2) Overeasy at One Fullerton, near the Merlion. Fabulous view of the MBS. Nice food, such as its all day breakfast eggs and kong bak pao (dinner). Drinks are a bit expensive. Often crowded.
3) Ice Cold Beer at Emily Hill. Crowded during weekends but sure can squeeze a space or two. Beer promo during happy hours. Crispy, tasty, hot piping wings you won't forget (but doesn't come cheap!). Emily Hill is a lovely place to stroll after some beer.
I should go check out more places... Seems like as I grow older, my social circle shrinks, my pocket shrinks and the kind of generous friends that I used to have disappears.
This is especially so after most of my friends are happily married and became aunties.
Sianz...
Sunday, January 23, 2011
Birthdays, birthdays and more birthdays!
My good friend's birthday falls on 24th Jan. This year, she's turning 30 so I tried to plan a surprise birthday party for her (today), but she was already fully booked for the weekend. Weekdays gonna be difficult for either of us due to work. A mutual friend of ours commented that I should try to improve my relationship with the (birthday) girl. Seems like I'm not her 1st choice for celebrating a birthday with. Oh well.
My sister's birthday falls on 2nd Feb. This year, she's hit the mid-20s mark. Thankfully she has got really great and enthusiastic friends. It was not difficult planning for a surprise birthday dinner and party for her. Her best friend helped to think of a nice plan. Her ex-crush helped to contact some other close friends of hers to join in the celebration. Thank God my little sister is a social person.
Venue: Wild Rocket / Rupee Room
Time: 7:30pm / late
No. of pax: 6 and increasing
Theme: Bollywood
Price: $$$$$
Present: I'm broke... but I would love to get her a laptop
My fiance's birthday falls on 9th Feb. This year, he's 30 years old. It's tricky planning his birthday surprise because his friends (being males) are not the enthusiastic kinds, especially without pretty girls around, you know.
I bet they will come empty handed but anyway, their presence is a present for him. He loves crowd and he loves his friends.
Last year, his friends gave my plans away when I tried to surprise my fiance. They kinda called him and just told him everything and asked to meet him to travel together to the dinner venue. I felt so stupid.
This year, I booked his fav place but realises that most of his friends (who have agreed to join us) will be late due to work. I'm not sure if it's just internet language or what, but feels like they are not very keen abt this celebration. No theme either.
Oh, the down part is, there are no motorcycle parking lots at that really beautiful place. They are all bikers.
I'm still thinking what kind of drinking games we can play that night.
Sigh.
Venue: One Fullerton, Overeasy
Time: 8:30pm but I think will start at 9:30pm
No. of pax: 8 (if no one play us out)
Theme: No theme (I'm bringing bike magazines to make everyone feel like they are in a supper biker outing)
Price: $$$$
Present: 3D2N Krabi
Total damages estimated around $2000
Shit. I'm really damaged this yr.
I pray hard that my upcoming bonus is more than I expect.
My sister's birthday falls on 2nd Feb. This year, she's hit the mid-20s mark. Thankfully she has got really great and enthusiastic friends. It was not difficult planning for a surprise birthday dinner and party for her. Her best friend helped to think of a nice plan. Her ex-crush helped to contact some other close friends of hers to join in the celebration. Thank God my little sister is a social person.
Venue: Wild Rocket / Rupee Room
Time: 7:30pm / late
No. of pax: 6 and increasing
Theme: Bollywood
Price: $$$$$
Present: I'm broke... but I would love to get her a laptop
My fiance's birthday falls on 9th Feb. This year, he's 30 years old. It's tricky planning his birthday surprise because his friends (being males) are not the enthusiastic kinds, especially without pretty girls around, you know.
I bet they will come empty handed but anyway, their presence is a present for him. He loves crowd and he loves his friends.
Last year, his friends gave my plans away when I tried to surprise my fiance. They kinda called him and just told him everything and asked to meet him to travel together to the dinner venue. I felt so stupid.
This year, I booked his fav place but realises that most of his friends (who have agreed to join us) will be late due to work. I'm not sure if it's just internet language or what, but feels like they are not very keen abt this celebration. No theme either.
Oh, the down part is, there are no motorcycle parking lots at that really beautiful place. They are all bikers.
I'm still thinking what kind of drinking games we can play that night.
Sigh.
Venue: One Fullerton, Overeasy
Time: 8:30pm but I think will start at 9:30pm
No. of pax: 8 (if no one play us out)
Theme: No theme (I'm bringing bike magazines to make everyone feel like they are in a supper biker outing)
Price: $$$$
Present: 3D2N Krabi
Total damages estimated around $2000
Shit. I'm really damaged this yr.
I pray hard that my upcoming bonus is more than I expect.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
This is the side effect of Botox
After I got my 2nd jab
I can't even fucking smile.
Spent $1500 for 2 sessions. I should have gone for the lipo.
I can't even fucking smile.
Spent $1500 for 2 sessions. I should have gone for the lipo.
Friday, January 14, 2011
A maid's woe, a demanding employer
I think so.
A colleague of mine just hired a maid. This is her first time. The maid's too.
For the past one month, she spent time training the maid, her children and whoever that's involved in her household.
I would say, she spent too much time.
Recently at work, every half an hour, she would be on the phone with her maid.
She's either instructing her maid to run some errands or trying to check on her, or her children. I'm not kidding abt the 'every half an hour'.
If I'm her boss, I will gladly give her a warning letter, but that's another story.
Anyway, today she was calling her maid several times in the morning since 11am and could not get her. She was so pissed. She then asked her sister in law's maid to check on her maid (they stay in the same block) and found that her maid had actually brought her daughter downstairs to wait for the school bus - half an hour earlier than bus arrival time. She was so worked up that she scolded her maid loudly.
She shouted at her maid for going downstairs earlier than scheduled - her maid was supposed to bring her daughter to wait for the bus 5-10 mins before bus arrival.
She accused her maid of talking to other maids - she told us she's worried that her maid will be led astray by the 'seasoned' ones.
She kept shouting and shouting and shouting.
"Who give you money? I ask you who give you money?"
"M'am give you money! You should listen to M'am!"
"Why did you listen to my daughter? She give you money? She give you money?"
"I ask you who is the boss?"
Seriously, I wouldn't care two hoots abt her family affair. But she was affecting my concentration at work as I was sitting just behind her.
Later in the afternoon, she found out that her maid overcooked some food and served it to her son. Her picky son threw tantrums and decided not to eat.
Of course, my colleague hit the roof.
She shouted at her maid again.
"Why did you kasi (give) didi black black food?"
"Huh? Why?! I ask you why?!"
"I told you the food is supposed to be cooked for yourself, not for didi. Why did you cook and kasi didi? And why you cook until black black and kasi didi?"
"Who give you money? You want to listen to who?"
"M'am tell you..." blah blah blah
After she hung up, my other colleagues and I started to persuade her not to be so nitty gritty towards her maid. I told her that maybe, there was some misunderstanding due to the language barrier and a different cultural background.
But my colleague got angry and she insisted that since she used a trustworthy online translator, her maid should understand what she was trying to tell her.
I explained to her that sometimes, a different culture may mean that even the same words bring a different meaning.
She got so fucking pissed she told my manager (who happened to be lurking around our area of conversation) that I was siding with her maid.
I was like WTF?!?!?!
Then she gave me a very angry smug look by getting my manager's support that her translation was correct.
Seriously, I felt like telling her to just quit the job and go home and take care of her kids.
C'mon! She spends much of her time calling her maid, her kids, her husband, etc etc at work. She tells people she has God's grace for not needing to work overtime.
When her maid just arrived, she even wanted to throw away her maid's clothes and buy her new ones. Cos' she thinks that her maid's clothes might be dirty, and she thinks that buying new ones can make up for that.
Of course, we told her that it's cruel. Later on, she decided not to do it.
Now, look at her. She's behaving like a mad and childish woman. Can't believe she's married with 2 kids and 32 yrs old.
If she has God's grace, I seriously think God is either too busy with work, or he is getting senile.
Anyway, a link for you to know abit abt 'maid training' here...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6kqvZx1Bzw
A colleague of mine just hired a maid. This is her first time. The maid's too.
For the past one month, she spent time training the maid, her children and whoever that's involved in her household.
I would say, she spent too much time.
Recently at work, every half an hour, she would be on the phone with her maid.
She's either instructing her maid to run some errands or trying to check on her, or her children. I'm not kidding abt the 'every half an hour'.
If I'm her boss, I will gladly give her a warning letter, but that's another story.
Anyway, today she was calling her maid several times in the morning since 11am and could not get her. She was so pissed. She then asked her sister in law's maid to check on her maid (they stay in the same block) and found that her maid had actually brought her daughter downstairs to wait for the school bus - half an hour earlier than bus arrival time. She was so worked up that she scolded her maid loudly.
She shouted at her maid for going downstairs earlier than scheduled - her maid was supposed to bring her daughter to wait for the bus 5-10 mins before bus arrival.
She accused her maid of talking to other maids - she told us she's worried that her maid will be led astray by the 'seasoned' ones.
She kept shouting and shouting and shouting.
"Who give you money? I ask you who give you money?"
"M'am give you money! You should listen to M'am!"
"Why did you listen to my daughter? She give you money? She give you money?"
"I ask you who is the boss?"
Seriously, I wouldn't care two hoots abt her family affair. But she was affecting my concentration at work as I was sitting just behind her.
Later in the afternoon, she found out that her maid overcooked some food and served it to her son. Her picky son threw tantrums and decided not to eat.
Of course, my colleague hit the roof.
She shouted at her maid again.
"Why did you kasi (give) didi black black food?"
"Huh? Why?! I ask you why?!"
"I told you the food is supposed to be cooked for yourself, not for didi. Why did you cook and kasi didi? And why you cook until black black and kasi didi?"
"Who give you money? You want to listen to who?"
"M'am tell you..." blah blah blah
After she hung up, my other colleagues and I started to persuade her not to be so nitty gritty towards her maid. I told her that maybe, there was some misunderstanding due to the language barrier and a different cultural background.
But my colleague got angry and she insisted that since she used a trustworthy online translator, her maid should understand what she was trying to tell her.
I explained to her that sometimes, a different culture may mean that even the same words bring a different meaning.
She got so fucking pissed she told my manager (who happened to be lurking around our area of conversation) that I was siding with her maid.
I was like WTF?!?!?!
Then she gave me a very angry smug look by getting my manager's support that her translation was correct.
Seriously, I felt like telling her to just quit the job and go home and take care of her kids.
C'mon! She spends much of her time calling her maid, her kids, her husband, etc etc at work. She tells people she has God's grace for not needing to work overtime.
When her maid just arrived, she even wanted to throw away her maid's clothes and buy her new ones. Cos' she thinks that her maid's clothes might be dirty, and she thinks that buying new ones can make up for that.
Of course, we told her that it's cruel. Later on, she decided not to do it.
Now, look at her. She's behaving like a mad and childish woman. Can't believe she's married with 2 kids and 32 yrs old.
If she has God's grace, I seriously think God is either too busy with work, or he is getting senile.
Anyway, a link for you to know abit abt 'maid training' here...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6kqvZx1Bzw
Friday, January 7, 2011
New Year Resolution 2011!
Oh gosh! Sorry for my late greetings, dear blog.
あけましておめでとうございます!
Happy New Year!
新年快楽!
Selamat Tahun Baru!
Had a beautiful end to 2010 and hopefully a good year ahead.
I haven't done much in 2010 to accomplish any of my resolutions...
This year, I have to buck up.
They are
1) Lose 6kg to have that digit '4' in my weight again.
2) Have several travel plans realised.
3) Lose that lousy job and ditch those lousy colleagues for good.
4) Find a job that has nothing to do with logistics. The mere mention of this word sends my head spinning.
5) Make new friends and gather old ones.
6) Continue looking like I'm in my mid-twenties
For a start, today I took a day off to accompany my mom to the skin centre for her follow up appt. Then, I went for my eye check up at SNEC. The doctor told me I'm good, and I have no lazy eyes or mis-aligned eyes which everyone thinks I have.
She told me maybe, it's cos' of my skin near the front of my eyes that's giving people an impression that my eyes are mis-aligned. To fix that, I have to go for cosmetic surgery.
Sigh.
I didn't waste too much time today and went for my next appt at this place who advertised for "lose weight to win money" scheme.
Ya, it's a scheme after all.
I should have guessed as much, since it's located at a run down complex in Katong.
The moment I reached the place, I knew it. The sales lady (or to term nicely, consultant) poured me a cup of drink and proceeded to analyse my body fat, weight, BMI etc etc. Seems like all the gym workout I have been consistently doing is seeing results. My body fats dropped from 30% to 26.9% and that amounts to abt 1.65kg of fats!
Then she started selling products from the ever famous H brand.
I'm pretty open to such selling but the moment I saw milk powder and pills, I shut off.
I have tried those stuff and, trust me, they are DISGUSTING. I recall those times I had meal replacements of milk powder, wah lao, I felt so nauseous after a week.
Anyway, to be polite, I smiled and pretended to listen.
When she failed to convince me to buy, an uncle who claimed he is 63 yrs old and succeeded in losing much weight, stepped in and tried to look handsome. But I thought he looked like a ghost.
Again, I was polite and smiled but I was laughing inside.
Then, another girl who's my age joined in our conversation with her very broken english.
"You know, last time my tummy "blat" here and there and looked like 3 mths pregnant. Now you see!"
She stretched the clothing around her tummy to show me a not very firm stomach, and breathed in.
"See! Now it has no "blat" and is flat. Last time I got the fats around my waist at the sides..."
You mean, lovehandles?
"See! Now I don't have."
Still have leh.
"Look at this photo." She excitedly showed me a picture of her face in the past with very red sensitive skin and pimples.
"Look at me now. My skin improved!"
Huh? Is that improvement...? Or make up?
She blabbered on while I zoned off. My mind was bursting into laughter, but I giggled gently in front of them.
Then the first consultant who spoke to me started to chip in.
"Blah blah blah, blah blah blah...."
あけましておめでとうございます!
Happy New Year!
新年快楽!
Selamat Tahun Baru!
Had a beautiful end to 2010 and hopefully a good year ahead.
I haven't done much in 2010 to accomplish any of my resolutions...
This year, I have to buck up.
They are
1) Lose 6kg to have that digit '4' in my weight again.
2) Have several travel plans realised.
3) Lose that lousy job and ditch those lousy colleagues for good.
4) Find a job that has nothing to do with logistics. The mere mention of this word sends my head spinning.
5) Make new friends and gather old ones.
6) Continue looking like I'm in my mid-twenties
For a start, today I took a day off to accompany my mom to the skin centre for her follow up appt. Then, I went for my eye check up at SNEC. The doctor told me I'm good, and I have no lazy eyes or mis-aligned eyes which everyone thinks I have.
She told me maybe, it's cos' of my skin near the front of my eyes that's giving people an impression that my eyes are mis-aligned. To fix that, I have to go for cosmetic surgery.
Sigh.
I didn't waste too much time today and went for my next appt at this place who advertised for "lose weight to win money" scheme.
Ya, it's a scheme after all.
I should have guessed as much, since it's located at a run down complex in Katong.
The moment I reached the place, I knew it. The sales lady (or to term nicely, consultant) poured me a cup of drink and proceeded to analyse my body fat, weight, BMI etc etc. Seems like all the gym workout I have been consistently doing is seeing results. My body fats dropped from 30% to 26.9% and that amounts to abt 1.65kg of fats!
Then she started selling products from the ever famous H brand.
I'm pretty open to such selling but the moment I saw milk powder and pills, I shut off.
I have tried those stuff and, trust me, they are DISGUSTING. I recall those times I had meal replacements of milk powder, wah lao, I felt so nauseous after a week.
Anyway, to be polite, I smiled and pretended to listen.
When she failed to convince me to buy, an uncle who claimed he is 63 yrs old and succeeded in losing much weight, stepped in and tried to look handsome. But I thought he looked like a ghost.
Again, I was polite and smiled but I was laughing inside.
Then, another girl who's my age joined in our conversation with her very broken english.
"You know, last time my tummy "blat" here and there and looked like 3 mths pregnant. Now you see!"
She stretched the clothing around her tummy to show me a not very firm stomach, and breathed in.
"See! Now it has no "blat" and is flat. Last time I got the fats around my waist at the sides..."
You mean, lovehandles?
"See! Now I don't have."
Still have leh.
"Look at this photo." She excitedly showed me a picture of her face in the past with very red sensitive skin and pimples.
"Look at me now. My skin improved!"
Huh? Is that improvement...? Or make up?
She blabbered on while I zoned off. My mind was bursting into laughter, but I giggled gently in front of them.
Then the first consultant who spoke to me started to chip in.
"Blah blah blah, blah blah blah...."
That's when I noticed her nostrils. They were turned outwards and I could see the insides pretty obvious.
Like this character from facebook's pet society.
Only the nose. The consultant did not have green eyes, blonde hair, pink skin and cute ribbons.
The final 20 mins, I was staring right into her nostrils.
Next, I'm going off to the gym for my final PT lesson. Bet I have to go thru' another sick session of "psycho-ing" by the sales peeps again. Argh... can't my life be ANY easier?
Subscribe to:
Comments (Atom)