Garden of Eden

It has been a while since I last wrote.

Back then when I was first very cruelly rejected by NTU for an engineering course I was seriously thinking how deep of a trouble I could be in and Monash was really sort of like a 100% succession backup plan. But after close to a year and a half from that last thought, maybe its all a blessing in disguise after all? I certainly can’t imagine lugging myself into crowded MRT’s or busses every morning to Uni and then mingle with annoyingly competitive Singaporeans. Though I could easily avoid trouble by being more closely knitted to a couple Malaysians that are equally seeking refuge, there is no way I could survive Electrical and Electronics lectures without succumbing into a deathly sleep. Such are disastrous consequences, bleh.

When I first arrived, I was wow-ed by the brilliant and brightly lit shops which seems to be all over the country. Every single type of tidbit and delicacies were available to be smelt from all corners of the paths. What is truely eye catching was not the price, but definitely the varieties available. However, be rest assured that prior to leaving Malaysia I’ve had that 2.4 multiplier steadily embedded in my system. On the other hand, as I continue to traverse before first setting foot into my uncle’s house I felt a significant oppressive feeling from the fast paced lives of these people. Each and every one of them was seen heading about in an orderly fashion, dressed in formal attires or trendy smart casual. Now I may begin to understand, why Ivan dislikes the life he goes through over here.

The good things about Singapore

Shopping heaven as the varieties and up to date styles are unbelievable. But the most important, they have my sizes! This applies to food as well; they have everything to cover your guilty cravings.

Convenient public transportation. Within days of travelling I had already familiarised with the different interchange stations and train lines available. I haven’t boarded many busses, but from the looks of it, I’m thinking it would be equally simple to manoeuvre around. All it takes is an EzLink card, or else be ready to queue for your life. :]

I’ve never stayed at a place so high up before, but at my uncle’s 25^th story condo there is absolutely no need for air conditioners and fans at all; be it at night or a hot sunny afternoon. Outdoor temperatures are said to be an ideal 28 degrees with presence of some wind (which sometimes can be quite strong, in these couple of days).

The bad things about Singapore

Like I’ve said before, the society here is in fact too fast paced. A good question would be; Will it still be okay to retire and reside here? Chances are that you’d often be overlooked for you have outlived your usefulness. The right amount of stress will drive us to perform at the optimum level, but in this scenario I think it may be a little too much for me to handle. To those who have watched and still remember the Singapore production movies; ‘’I Not Stupid’’ and ‘’Money Not Enough’’, I fear to say that the households depicted by Jack Neo in his works are quite an accurate representation of the real households in the local society. At least I think so.

The population over here is just too dense and crowded, especially on weekends or public holidays. Not a problem for someone who leans more towards staying at home, but if one would witness the amount of people forcing their way in a fully sardine packed MRT/buses or the queue to purchase food/barbecued pork or the queue to the supermarkets grocery checkout counter... speechless. I’m just grateful that I’m not standing there, lol.

Oh, and since cars and cabs are expensive, grocery shopping can be quite a mountain hill task for people living a considerable distance from the grocery shops. Sure hitching on any public transport would be an efficient way to travel, but with those 3 heavy bags of groceries you would be carrying home, would you have been able to sustain your cool in a fully crowded bus or MRT? I know I’d feel awfully grouchy.

new guilty pleasure.. *front look

if only this was the front.. *back look

*disclaimer - don't bimbo me la, there's hardly any nice flips out there
and G400 soul is not as attractive. don't razr me too, lol.

It’s been a week since New Year already, and time is seemingly running out. Apparently, this year I won’t be enjoying my favourite lokam’s during CNY celebrations, due to some discreet or perhaps I should add extremely unpleasant reasons (ask me if you’d like to know). How rather unfortunate... but well, there would still be plenty of other foods that I will miss enjoying so adding one to the list wouldn’t be that significant of an impact anymore.

Just that day I read about someone being apprehended by their parents for staying at home too much during the holidays, and bam suddenly started continuously hanging outside more than anything else in the world for a period of time before returning back to the normal routine. That fits me, and I will be going through that during these times I guess. I think it’s always nice to look and try on new things even if you aren’t purchasing anything, and minus the salesperson looking over your shoulder every single second exhibiting their impressive stalking behaviour.

Among my observations these couple of days were,

I don’t really get how school students would want to hang out at one1 or mid valley after their hours. Wouldn’t they be tired? Walking aimlessly requires a fair amount of energy and I’m quite positive that would be the last thing on the list of priorities (I’d rush back to home sweet home lah). No, I wasn’t directing my curiosity towards those who occasionally hangs out there but rather those that infests these malls like almost every other day zomg.

Malls are much better without too many people at once for me. I know no one wants to visit a deserted and unpopular place but when the sales were on in mid valley, the crowd was like woah! till can faint. Maybe it’s just me being dizzy myself and since I don’t favour rowdy crowds at all I guess it is understandable I felt that way.

More people are getting more fashion conscious. Somehow it makes me feel under dressed. I’ll quote someone who said something like ‘while there are plenty of Abercrombie/Victoria types strutting around, there is an equally fair share of monsters too’. Funny and true also lah, it’s just that sometimes I’d feel monster-ish too though I’d prefer not to feel so. It goes something like this, when the subject of comparison is pasar-malam-uncle I’d feel extremely superior but once that Abercombie or perhaps CK is thrown in I’d coil myself up somewhere dark and cry hard. No matter how they put it lah, being attractive does make things easier and will always be considered. People just would rather not admit having such shallow perceptions so that they don’t hurt the feelings of others. I’ve heard a fair share about me myself too.

* I think I may have accidently ventured into a very grey area of thought, and realised my argument isn’t well laid and thought through thoroughly. Yet. Timeout for me, nyah nyah :]