It’s been a whole since I wrote anything. I just got lazy, no excuses. My goal for 2013 was to write more. And not just write but to fill this corner of mine with images because I thought I could get back into photography. But also the photography has to wait due to financial reasons.
Tomorrow will be the third paycheck I receive from this new job. I am so grateful for the second chance. I wasn’t supposed to get this job. But Praise be to Allah that the person they had initially chosen did not get her employment pass go through. When I found out, I was a lil upset because one, someone else was chosen over me. The reason was supposedly because they thought I might get bored and want a more dynamic job scope. What they didn’t know was I would have taken any job so long the pay was what I was asking for. It’s not that I am demanding in my ask for an amount but I feel that that is what I’m worth at the very least.
Second reason I was a lil upset was because a foreigner was chosen over me. That suxs. I think this is the second time in my career that this happened. The first time was with RMI. If I remember right, it was also the employment pass/work permit issues. This is a reason why I want to get out of Singapore. Finding a job as a non-Chinese was already difficult and now I have to compete with not just my fellow Singaporeans but also foreigners who are wanting to gain a slice of the Singapore employment pie.
But God works in mysterious ways and He will give you what you need at the time. And for that, I am grateful for this current job where I am seriously quite happy to be at. What can I complain at? Relaxed working hours topped with good colleagues and an awesome boss; and let’s not forget the great views I get from all four sides of the office floor and the welfare provided. Oh and the salary that I asked for. I am indeed grateful.
Since the job, I have started furnishing my home in Punggol slowly but surely. The master bedroom saw two addition clothes rack installed which mean we saved on buying actual wardrobes. I also bought a new tower fan and shelving for the bathroom so things have their own place to sit at. Ikea had a sale on one of their floor lamps, those famous paper made lamp shades, for 10 bucks. It looked pretty in the corner of the room but alas it only stayed pretty for a night for the next morning, Toby decided to explore and ripped the paper lamp shade. What was just a small tear has now become a full blown disaster. The lamp still works, just no lamp shade.
Then reminds me..another new addition to the house – Toby the Kitten. Well he doesn’t look like a kitten now. How long does a cat stay a kitten? I was told a year but he is so big now that he looks like a full grown up cat. He weighs like one too. I feel his weight all the time when he jumps up onto my chest when I am lying down in bed or on the sofa. Toby is adorable but can be psycho at times. He loves to bite and whilst I’m sure he reckons it’s just play, it bloody hurts me and the boy! We have had to resort to punishing him by either hitting him or spraying him with water. And when we are trying to do something super important and he is being a busybody (or kaypoh as us locals call that), we have to lock him in the washroom. The last time we did that, Toby learnt how to slide the door open to get out. He knows what he does is wrong because he runs away as soon as he bites. He also knows when he gets punished coz he will show us he’s sad or pouting in a corner by totally ignoring us despite his name called many times. But with me, his tantrums don’t last long. Within 5-10 minutes, he will come to me and asks to have his head rubbed. He absolutely loves this and this is something he and I share when it is bedtime. Toby will sit on my chest whilst I run his head till we both fall asleep. He is like a human baby almost but at least I don’t have to worry bout leaving him home alone and whilst his food ain’t cheap, it sure is cheaper than formula milk, clothes etc for a baby.
My train stop is approaching and I’m surprised at how much I have written. Perhaps this can be my daily entries as I ride the MRT, a system that was once a reliable mode of public transport for the masses is now plague with breakdowns. I have heard many reasons for the cause of breakdowns but that’s another story for another day.