Friday, January 26, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

miss miss miss

as everybody knows, i only go out to meet up with the friends in the evening. apart from the fact that i'm a jobless loser, almost all my friends are working and well..... the weather's kinder in the evening, yes?

everytime i get ready, i picture myself leaving unit 2, kiss my kitty goodbye, tell him to be good and that i'll be back soon (that's nothing but a lie la. i was never back 'soon'). i picture myself walking down foley street, pass the service station, take the shortcut to beaton park, the tunnel and then i'll reach the mall. or sometimes, i picture myself walking down porter street towards the train station, catching the train to the city.

and then i walk out of my room (shared nonetheless) and get a reality punch in the gut. i'm back in bedok. i'll be walking up the hill to catch the mrt to my destination. there ain't no trains, there ain't no foley street nor porter street. heck! there ain't no more unit 2 anymore.

i miss my lovely friends.
i miss the apartment i called my own.
i miss my long train rides.
i miss the beaches, oh those lovely beaches.
i miss cooking and baking.
i miss chilling out at my own apartment.
i miss silk road chinese restaurant.
i miss darling harbour.
i miss market on the rocks.
i miss going to lectures and tutorials.

but most of all......



 
i miss my shehmoo.
:(

ps:milles! no more blog! call me la. heh!
masyita! i saw ur nephiphoo! aku gigit dia. don't tell the parents eh! heheh! 

+ > the glamour babe posted at 1:13 AM < +

Monday, January 22, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

JETTA EXPRESS

the worst freight service ever.

i called jetta to collect my boxes on the 27th dec. they said they'll charge me an extra 40bucks for having to collect the boxes from my place. fine with me. renting a van and paying for petrol will be more expensive anyways. the courier guy from a different company came and delivered my boxes to jetta sydney. along with the boxes, i gave them the list of the number of boxes and the content of the boxes as well (i'd like to think we're that efficeint and helpful). we also didn't pack more than 30kg per box so it'll be easier for the guys to carry the boxes. on the list of boxes, i had 18 boxes. so that's my 27th dec story.

the next day, 28th dec 06, a guy by the name of greg called me up in the arvo at around 3 to confirm with me the number of boxes i had. he said, according to the courier service docket, i have only 17 boxes while my list said i have 18. he had to call me about three more times to confirm that i had 18 boxes indeed. greg told me about the bill and it was pretty exorbitant. i asked him to break it down to me and apparently, i was chagred 70bucks for the delivery service from my place to jetta sydney's office. CHEH! well, since i'll be sharing the costs with the now exhousemate, i thought, problem settled........NOT.

when i received my boxes a couple of weeks ago, i had 17 boxes only. i called up jetta and the manager picked up. he said the document he had of my boxes stated that i had 17 boxes and that was that. i tried to explain to him that greg called to confirm with me that i had 18 boxes that next day and he said no, his black and white said i only had 17. and besides, greg works only in the arvo. (???????) i was getting pissed, naturally. the store manager didn't want to listen to me. i tried askin for his name and he said i only needed to know that he's the manager for jetta sydney. waaaaa...... he got me into a screaming fit. i accused him of drinking and taking drugs while at work and he thinks i'm the one doing just that. he claimed that he hasn't touched a drink for 25 years(he sounded proud of that, good for him). then dad also talked to him. dad said there was a screw up somewhere (note: dad didn't point any fingers to anyone okay) and the store manager got so defensive and said he didn't screw up coz he didn't handle my boxes. yes, yes, put the blame on other people mister store manager.

so we called jetta melbourne and we found out that his name was dave. dave oh dave. the lady we talked to told us to call dave back and tell him that lyle asked him to do something about it. which we did, which he didn't. dave accused us of lying to him by makin use of lyle's name (whatever) and he said he called SIA sydney and basically, we weren't getting anywhere. (we were using SIA to cargo the boxes). screaming fit part II began and ended (let's not get into the ugly details).

we took many days and a whole lot of overseas calls to melb to bug JETTA about my missing box. the thing is, if its the last box (box number 18) that was missing, that would be fine... a mistake but a more commonsensical one. it was the box in between that was missing and THAT didn't make sense to us. jetta said they'll get back to me but its been ages now, not even an e-mail. i was also promised an e-mail on the breakdown of my bills, still none.

a week ago, josephine from singapore called me. she's working at the changi airport baggage service and said she's got my box. scrfeaming fit part III began.... but this was the happy one, of course.

so there. if you plan to make use of jetta, you can dig your own grave. the service is poor and very very dodgy. they said they'll charge me at a very low price but they didn't.

okay, different story here.

i'm staying home today and i've been drinking water. been to the toilet a few times and my mum actually keeps track of the number of times i went to the toilet!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh my gawd! what's up with her? i seriously want to live away from her, really. what next? she'll count the number of underwears i have and will question me if i'm missing one? how creepy is that!?!?!

+ > the glamour babe posted at 6:37 PM < +

Saturday, January 20, 2007

hot brown sugah opens her trap yet again

breaking out

been back for almost 3 weeks. the weather has been kind most of the times, i'm so grateful for that, Alhamdulilah. however, my skin is suffering the worst breakout ever. i hate my skin, really (but i thank God for not giving me any skin disease ah. this can be tackled, right God?) i miss down under, badly. no doubt about that. been looking into postgrad at the oz open house day. yes, i really want to go back and study.... there. heh! i love the solitude there. where i know no one and no one bothers me. where i meet people as and when i like (or when the friends would like to see me). i love the abundant fresh salads in woolies, coles and aldi. i'm missing the spirituality i find in Islam there. its different here...

i went to the congragational prayers today and i just find the event a tad superficial. i see people yakkety-yekking with each other while the guest ustazs were giving their valuable lectures, i see people leaving the event really prematurely (they may have their very good reasons, no less).....

oh well.. i guess i'm just whinging la. i miss it there.

next entry: service with jetta freight. (terrible, terrible, terrible)

PS: i finished unpacking 11 of my 12 boxes! wootwoot! 1 more box on the way (like i said, jetta's service was plain horrendous). 2 suitcases packed with clothes still waiting to be opened up.now that would be the biggest problem.

+ > the glamour babe posted at 4:21 AM < +