Puzzled Indian

My current job requires me to entertain people of all races. Mainly Chinese, Indians, Bangladesh-es, Thais, Myanmeses and Malays.

Dont ask me what I am working as. I wont tell you that my job requires me to sit at the desk and smile like an idiot to people who half the time dont understand a single fuck I am talking about.

Take for today as an example. Mr Indian With A Mole came in and requested for some changes. After half an hour of chicken-talking-to-duck conversation, I finally settled his case.

I tried explaining to him the details. One thing I dont understand is why he must keep shaking his head from left to right. I thought he didnt get what I was saying. So I tried explaining clearer, this time breaking my fake-chim-chim ang moh into simple english broken up into pieces.

Again he keep shaking his head left to right. But this time he was saying "yes, yes"

Nah beh Tamagochi~ I thought saying yes was suppose to be a nodding action. Why must Mr Indian act so extra?

Ok, it's still working hours. Time to get back to smiling like an idiot.

Lately..

My last entry was dated way back on 26th Nov.

Many a times after that I tried to write something. Some had a beginning, some had an end, but non had a beginning and an end. My mind was basically too pre-occupied, troubled....

Troubled because I cant seem to decide what I should eat for breakfast the next day. McMuffin? Cha Kway Tiao? Wa Laoz~ You tell me lah. How to decide?

Anyway shall give a brief update on what I did since 26th Nov.

On 27th Nov, I reached the Brisbane Domestic Terminal via bus and train. I know I am a really fucking sway guy. And it didnt really much surprise me when I saw that my flight, Virginblue Airlines was the only flight that was delayed amongst the 32 flights shown on the bloody TV.

Well, nothing unusual. Never mind that I am rushing for transit to Singapore in Darwin, never mind that there is only 5 hours left to my flight in Darwin, minus the 3 hours I have to take to travel from Brisbane to Darwin.

Messy? Never mind. Just know that the morale of the story is I am damn s w a y .

And one thing to add on, now I know why Virginblue Airlines is called Virginblue Airlines.

They make you feel like its the first time you are taking a plane.

All the symptoms starts to set in. You feel dizzy, nauseous and heartbeat skipping everytime the plane jerks a little.

Anyway as sway as I am, I am glad least I manage to run and rush my way just in time for the flight Tiger Airways back home. I even managed to squeeze in time for a ciggerate, tsk~

Touching down in Singapore was a really good thing. Well, it would be better if it was in Terminal 1 or 2 instead of Budget Terminal. Never mind, I am just glad I reached Singapore.

Met up with most of my friends, ate food that I badly missed out for the last 5 months and guess what, up-to-date, I have went for 7 ktv sessions!

Rested for 1 week before I eventually started work at my old place. No choice, no sugar mommy = no money. Just kidding, I wouldnt spend girl's money anyway. I lied

Ok, time to ciaoz~

All My Bags Are Packed~ I am Ready to Go~

5 months ago, I packed my bag. I packed all my stuffs with a heavy heart cause I was leaving for a good cause then; further studies.

Finally after months of waiting and hoping, I am once again packing my bag; for holidays back home. I cant wait to go back Singapore. I cant wait to indulge in all the delicious food back home and live like a King.

This may sound exaggerating a bit, but I do fucking badly miss home though its just like 5 months only. Maybe its because I am a very homely boy. Life in Australia wont be that bad if I wasnt here for studies. Perhaps I would get to enjoy life over here better.

Well at least hopefully next semester I would appreciate it more.

But I heard a rather unpleasant news earlier in the afternoon. It seems that taxi fares in Singapore has increased a bit fucking a lot. This is really discomforting for me to hear cause cabs here in Australia is really expensive. And I was really looking forward to the cheaper rides back home.

So the news this afternoon didnt really justify my months of waiting. I understand that everytime the government decides to increase certain public transport fees, it's due to either improved services or more frequent intervals of trains and buses.

But this time, I certainly do not understand the logic on increasing the taxi fares. Can someone please enlighten me on this issue? I havent had time to read the online Straits time cause I was busy watching dvds revising for next semester ever since my exams.

Is it cause we are upgrading our taxis from Toyota Corollas to limousines? Or do they now serve free meals in taxis like air planes do? Or perhaps they are installing Xbox or PS3 in taxis?

Enlighten me please. I am still in a state of traumatisation.

In Process Of Going Back To Motherland

Extremely busy these few days. Busy packing up all my stuffs before I head back to Singapore. Damn, how i wish going back can be easier. But it appears not as easy due to the fact that I wont be staying at my current place next semester.

And because of this fact, it means that there are plenty of things for me to settle. I need to put on a garage sale to sell my stuffs, empty all my things in my room to bring over to the Dwarfs' Hut, cancel my internet, cancel my electricity bills, return house keys, arrange for house inspection, arrange for cleaning of carpets and house interiors.

Wa laoz, faint~ To worsen things, it seems like I am the only one who is realising time is not enough. So I got to take intiative over everything. This sucks. My housemates seems kinda relax bout it.

Ok, enough grumbling, time to continue packing my things from where I stop.....

Random

Its been a few days since I last update my blog. Guess its about time I clear away some of the dusts or not I guess it will rot before I go back Singapore.

Currently at the balcony of the Dwarfs Hut smoking away while typing away my blog. Today I went to the city and bought a cap. Buying a cap is always a easy case; for people with small heads.

But as friends who knows me know the fact that Yours Sincerely is blessed with a rather humongous slightly bigger head than normal Earthlings, so choosing a cap that suit me wasnt really an easy case.

I tried almost every brand, every design of the cap on the shelf before I finally settled one that was catered for people with big heads like me. How friendly Australians are I think, they actually have caps that fit my head.

The reason I needed a cap was cause my hair is now getting long & flowy. It will be rather irritating to apply gel everytime I go out, quite a hassle. Imagine I just wana go out for a coffee session or what and I gotta apply gel each time. I wouldnt wanna scare the old folks in my area.

Ok, time to have a relax smoke and chatting session with the Dwarfs. They are out to disturb me.

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But I dont feel happy at all.