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Jocelyn A. Monique
is currently an undergraduate student, and coping with her home
Tuesday, July 06, 2010
9:53 PM
I've gotten to like my new residence pretty much. Although it ranks low on transport and safety, it's a cosy little enclave in its own way. First of all, most of my neighbours are working, middle-class nuclear families. I know this because when I look out my kitchen window on a weekday nobody hangs their clothes out. Instead, all us average heartlanders - we probably wake up early to wait for a crowded peak hour bus to the MRT, and come home about 12 hours later to a hurried dinner (I know this because my view faces the kitchens of both neighbouring blocks) and repeat cycle until the Weekend. The Weekend is when the ah mas, ah peks and grand-relatives will visit or be visited and that's when the hawker centres and markets become SUPER crowded.
There is no lift on my floor. I highly dislike this because carrying your shiny new bicycle up and down is no joke, considering that I severely lack upper body strength. I also am very clumsy, I normally knock the back wheel of my bicycle (hard) whenever I try to contort its resting position within the puny lift.
There are two stray cats who frequent my flat, and more specifically my level. One is Twitch, she/he has a nice long tail that wags when happy and mews in response to whatever you say:
Are you hungry?
Meow.
Are you waiting for me?
Meow.
Are you injured because Ginger bit you?
Meow.
Speaking of which, Ginger is the other male cat and he comes to drink water. He is actually more aggressive than Twitch but he only fights as a last resort.
There is also a highly hyperactive boy who is still learning how to speak. He disturbs Twitch regularly but stops when 1) his mother screams 2) Twitch yowls.
He craves attention and I highly dislike this, but I try to tahan as much as I can.
The windows in my house remind me of my (maternal granny's place) -dark and frosted, while the little steps up to my gate bear the same resemblance. The kitchen is really huge (two sinks) and this just adds to my virgin noob love for baking. Ironically it is also very dark, you need the lights even in the day.
One plus point of my house is that you can get an uninterrupted night's sleep before the early alarm clock of the two strays yowling/drunken Chinese man spouting vulgarities next block, followed by my brother and then my handphone alarm. I haven't effectively attempted studying anything though, but I hope the general stillness won't distract me/lull me further to lala land.
I like to walk around my estate by myself, but lately this has fuelled my disgustingly spendthrift habits. Today I bought a baking tray, a nice rectangular one and I used it to bake my successful Butter Cake which turned out okay (I lavished on the butter and eggs this time). It's a little flaky though, I'm not sure what went wrong.
I went to visit Marina Bay Sands this week with Tings and KYP <3 Nice place, but will probably be my first and last trip there seeing as how one Manolo sets you back 1.6k MADNESS ttm.
In other news, I'm going to be UNEMPLOYED so I really need a new job that I can work at for 3-4 weeks ):
No cash, jocelyn sad.
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