August 3rd, 2008

i just started work~! i got paid 5 days worth of salary for doing nothing save for observing other people work and undergoing training. tomorrow i shall be starting work proper, i hope all goes well for me.

the company is a really nice place. in addition to having friendly colleagues (most of which are my university schoolmates), there's lots of employee benefits as well, such as free breakfast every 4th friday, dental and healthcare, free beer, a pool table and a fulsbal"?" table in the pantry. i love the place, although i can't say much for the work seeing as how i'd not been on the floor before, but i'm looking forward to it. rawr~!

as of friday~ (2 days ago) my parents went overseas~ hohoho. so i'd been home alone since then. its pretty amazing coz normally when they are at home, i get scared of bathing at night, i don't dare to look into the bathroom mirrors, and i become uber scared of the dark.

when i'm all alone, all thoughts of the supernatural fly away, and instead i find myself thinking about preparing meals, worrying about break-ins and security, and trying to save water and electricity. well, its vague, but i guess when landed with greater responsibilities, i become more firmly grounded in reality?

any potential robbers who happen across this blog, give it up, my parents are returning soon (-_-)

even as i acclimatise to living alone, i'm still chronically afraid of encountering cockroaches.

there are 3 downstairs in the kitchen even as i type.

as i screwed up my cooking pretty badly i had to leave the dishes in the sink for the residues to peel off over time. and when i went down to do my washing, 1 roach crawled out from the sink, 1 from the wastebin and 1 ultra fat one was lounging on the kitchen floor. i dropped everything, switched on all the kitchen lights, and stood at a safe distance until they had hidden themselves from my sight.

and even while washing the dishes, every single movement startled me, be it the water dripping down from my arms and hitting my legs, or even the hairs on my neck brushing against one another.

and i have no idea how to get rid of the critters. its suicidal to spray baygon in the kitchen, and i'm not about to take a broom and smash them up, and clean up their guts (or see them dragging their intestines across the kitchen). and so i gritted my teeth, finished everything up asap, and am now sitting in front of my computer shivering and ranting and attempting to collect my wits about me again.

i hate cockroaches. when i was in primary school i remembered thinking, if a genie came and gave me 3 wishes i'd wish for all-encompassing knowledge, and if i'm pretty sure killing mosquitoes wouldn't damage the ecosystem that bad, i'll wish the them extinct. now i add roaches to the list. and then i'll wish for a long happy life for my frenz and family and me. sorry world~ i didn't really believe in world peace.

oh, and taking advantage of the fact that my parents were overseas i went to the ntu party/bash at st james on saturday with yt. we downed 2 tequilas, 1 rum and 1 bourbon coke each. the drinks were pretty decent, and they are generous enough with their servings, unlike some place* i'd been to where their free drink didn't even seem to have a single drop of alcohol in it. we also got to know two new lady-friends and we all set off home happily on the last train. seems that on ladies night its free admission and 5 free drinks, so maybe i'll drop by st james again someday.

now, enought ranting, and i'd gotta hop into the bath and sleep coz there's work tomorrow. beh