The Miniature Earth

It’s so sad.. Makes me wanna cry :(

I have not let you know what I’ve been up to. Boy does time pass quickly. I’ve been in Singapore for about 2.5 months now. I was thinking of writing something about Singapore. About how it differs with Australia. Like how people expect you to take off your shoes to even go to an empty house for inspection and how it is acceptable to ask for people’s race out of the blue (It’s still very hard for me to believe that the info stated in Singapore IC are your name, DOB, and RACE!! I mean, how could my race be relevant to anything? Can’t imagine if that happens in Australia.) But anyway, I didn’t, and the moment has passed.

I’ll tell you a story instead. My roomie and I had two guests staying at our house for 2 weeks (We have 2 rooms reserved for my company). They’re guys, let’s call one of them mr. visitor. Yesterday we had dinner together with the entire office (all 12 of us). There’s this Singaporean guy who’s one with ‘high position’, let’s call him boss no 3. The conversation went pretty much like this:

mr. visitor: I ran out of clothes.. (while telling story about how he just bought some extra clothes the other night because he didn’t want to wash clothes for his entire 2 weeks of stay here)

boss no 3: Hey, you live with meexia right? Then let her… (making washing gesture here). [insert the most unfunny laugh in history]

By that time I thought I was gonna jump and scratch his eyeballs out.

I didn’t even pretend to laugh and respond to his tasteless joke. It’s cruel, insulting, degrading, and OLD. I’d say, good luck to his wife and daughters, cuz they may spend their whole life just washing for men.

Lucky for me though, that all the other guys in my office are nice. More of the SNAG type than the i’m-king-of-the-world-all-women-are-born-to-serve-me type. If I rule out this guy who thinks he’s so important he has to always make everybody waits to make sure we know who’s more important, it’s been very fun time for me. I love to go to the office and work with the people there. After work sometimes I stay longer to play Street Fighter 3 or Guitar Freak with some of them. So I’m good on my way to be a true geek.

Last night my roomie and I played Warcraft DotA with our visitors 2 on 2 until 6am in the morning. It’s my second time playing the game. So they had fun killing me, while I wandered around like a lost puppy. On the last game I actually protected something else while they destroyed my main headquarter, because I didn’t know which one was which.

You can only explain so many times why everyone else is wrong before you have to accept that the problem is on your end.

Lately, I feel that I’m developing a bad habit of not finishing a book.

I read about 2 chapters of Geisha, The Life during my backpacking time in Kinokuniya Singapore. Unfinished: I didn’t have the chance to find the book again when I was back in Australia. Then The Song of Bird, which I gave my dad as a Christmas present. Unfinished: I stayed at my parents’ home for 2 weeks and couldn’t finish it in that period of time. I read about 3/4 of Veronika Decides to Die before I went to Singapore, borrowed it off a local library. Unfinished: can’t find the book here just yet. I started another book in Border titled A Child Called It, read about more than half. Unfinished: I had to go home that time and didn’t want to buy the book. Then I borrowed Lolita from the library here, reading it about less than halfway. Unfinished: too difficult. Interesting book, but the most of the words passed me by without much meaning because they sure are literature expert level. Poor me and my english. I can’t believe English is not Nabokov’s first language. Anyway, by this time looks like it starts to becoming a habit. It gets easier and easier to leave a book after book.

I don’t want to be that kind of person. I need to go back and finish those books.
Except for Lolita. I’m giving up on her…