two weeks in singapore
To tell you the truth, I did not have a great time back in Singapore. First, I had a bad case of heat rash. As Hobart was just about to get into gear for winter when I left. The sudden change in weather and all the dust from moving house, made me red all over. Here's my mom trying to figure out what she needs to bring over (when actually I think she should be thinking what she have to part with and throw or give them away!)
Due to my mom's crazy move house schedule, we were not given any time to go through the items at all. Everything must be out of the old house and items that are considered to be essential or valuable are being shoved into the new place (not much of a diff. right? the new place is just as messy!). On top of that, the new place do not have lights fitted in yet. So we had to
shower with torchlight for a couple of days. Clothes that were washed had to be embarassingly hanged over our nice balcony as the clothes hanging device is not done yet. Most annoying thing was, the new house is way way smaller than our previous one. The wardrobe in the room that I'm sharing with Eli is not even enough to fit her own clothes, let alone mine! (*Grumble). Well, what can I say right? It's my parents' house, and maybe this is their way of "driving us out"..
And what luck. The only fishes that I ever saw, were these ones in the tanks at a shopping mall. As my friends K and D were both unable to make the trip that I so so want to have. *Sigh. My only
solaces were Aa before he left for Korea, Mav. who had 'housed' me for a night, and the swimming pool.
I've met up with a few other friends, and it is comforting to know that they missed talking to me. And when I go back to Singapore (if I ever go back...), somehow I have the assurance that at least I won't be jobless.. Ha. Still, this trip home had made me pretty low in spirit as there were too many issues going on - the new smaller house, grandma, , my emotionally troubled friends, aa and his family, money and my future plans.. etc.. There were moments when I wish I could stay a little longer, to be with them. Yet other times, I felt relieved that I am only there for such a short while. For although my friends and grandma made me feel wanted/needed in Singapore, there is nothing else that makes me want to stay further.. In Singapore, I am like a goldfish in the fish bowl. Small, naked and no where to go..
I left Singapore with three big bags of stuff. I don't know when will I come back here again.. Or, perhaps I just don't want to think..
Due to my mom's crazy move house schedule, we were not given any time to go through the items at all. Everything must be out of the old house and items that are considered to be essential or valuable are being shoved into the new place (not much of a diff. right? the new place is just as messy!). On top of that, the new place do not have lights fitted in yet. So we had to
shower with torchlight for a couple of days. Clothes that were washed had to be embarassingly hanged over our nice balcony as the clothes hanging device is not done yet. Most annoying thing was, the new house is way way smaller than our previous one. The wardrobe in the room that I'm sharing with Eli is not even enough to fit her own clothes, let alone mine! (*Grumble). Well, what can I say right? It's my parents' house, and maybe this is their way of "driving us out"..And what luck. The only fishes that I ever saw, were these ones in the tanks at a shopping mall. As my friends K and D were both unable to make the trip that I so so want to have. *Sigh. My only
solaces were Aa before he left for Korea, Mav. who had 'housed' me for a night, and the swimming pool.I've met up with a few other friends, and it is comforting to know that they missed talking to me. And when I go back to Singapore (if I ever go back...), somehow I have the assurance that at least I won't be jobless.. Ha. Still, this trip home had made me pretty low in spirit as there were too many issues going on - the new smaller house, grandma, , my emotionally troubled friends, aa and his family, money and my future plans.. etc.. There were moments when I wish I could stay a little longer, to be with them. Yet other times, I felt relieved that I am only there for such a short while. For although my friends and grandma made me feel wanted/needed in Singapore, there is nothing else that makes me want to stay further.. In Singapore, I am like a goldfish in the fish bowl. Small, naked and no where to go..
I left Singapore with three big bags of stuff. I don't know when will I come back here again.. Or, perhaps I just don't want to think..
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