Archive for March, 2010

Sayonara, Block 450E

I finally said sayonara to my home for almost a year. Sayonara to convenience. That place is closer to the malls and to the bus stop for my ride to and from work. I could only afford a room in an HDB (Housing Development Board) unit, referred to only as HDB, but that house was cozy. Here’s Block 450E photo I took when I borrowed my housemate’s SLR:


And here’s where I run when I feel the need to. There’s a playground and a handful of exercise equipments but I seldom tried them out:

I would have been worried about memorizing a new address but it’s Singapore. For HDBs, you only have to memorize the unit number, house/block number, the street, and the postal code! Pretty easy, right? And yes, my old home was in block 450E.
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Excited and not excited

Please bear with me just a little bit more on my rants about moving out. It’s just that these past few days have been emotional, physical and financial roller coaster ride for me still is).

Yes, it is really hard to find an apartment here in Singapore. Dealing with very aggressive and sometimes offensive real estate agents could really drain your patience and morale. If you are very satisfied with your apartment, then be prepared to get disappointed. We have viewed 10 apartments. Obviously, most were very disappointing. Those apartments could be too small yet priced expensively. Some have Japanese-style toilets which we refer to as “jet-ski”. There was one with where the tenants still living in it, was really dirty. Before we go inside, we had to take off our shoes. That one, we had to step on a very sticky floor!

One was two-storey executive apartment. That place was really nice. It was fully furnished, all the rooms had queen-sized beds, and the toilets were really neat. The living room even has lights that are as nice as Murray Feiss. The fridge was really huge. Everything was so nice that I was prepared to pay a little bit extra. But another group of tenants offered a higher rate so they got it.

The other nice apartment got me in trouble. There was a complete misunderstanding that I had to endure verbal lashing from a very angry real-estate agent. Yes, sales people here are often not as nice as sales people in Japan.  I’ve met a few who are nice.

Then we got to the one we’re moving in to tomorrow. The cleanliness of the apartment and all the furniture inside made us take it without going through all the factors. Yet, we were already running out of time, were already desperate, and later on regret saying yes to a 2-year contract. Little did I know that a 2-year contract obliges us to pay 2 months deposit! An agent gets half the monthly rent commission for a 1-year contract. Two-year contract means another monthly rent amount to our cash-out! On or before moving in, we have to pay four times the monthly rent! Ahhhhh I don’t want to dwell more on it because I get headache each time I think about it.

I’m excited because finally we’ll have better kitchen and toilets. I’m not because I still have to pay off what I borrowed for the cash out…

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Breeze… breathe…

It’s been so hot and humid lately that sometimes I find myself catching my breath while walking from the bus stop to the office. The cool breeze we enjoyed in November to December seemed like a dream. Nowadays, the air seems so still. I just hope that the new place won’t be as hot, as it is not surrounded by other buildings. When we viewed that unit, there was a dehumidifier and we were really pleased to see it, expecting that the owner let us use it. But nope, they’re taking it with them. I don’t know if we could hang out together as we used to in our new living room as there’s only a single sofa. We’ll sure be missing the ceiling fan, too. Anyway, it would be better watching shows in that wall-mounted LCD TV, I suppose.

And the one I most look forward to: we’re getting an internet upgrade! From our current 2Mbps, we’ll have 8Mbps connection starting next week! I know 8Mbps is pathetic compared to 100Mbps speed I used to have in Japan. Yet, I’m still excited. :)

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Saying no to hot and spicy food

I love spicy food that I even put chili in almost everything that I cook. That’s why I loved McDonald’s spicy mcchicken. Before, my stomach didn’t get upset for at least 8 hours after hot and spicy food intake. Now, I normally take a trip to the toilet less than an hour later. A friend told me to try colon cleansing: take more food that are high in fiber, this would serve as thermogenic fat burner, too, and Yakult or yogurt. The problem is, I’ve been so lazy to cook lately that I prefer to munch on unhealthy food. I don’t even want to prepare salad. Most of the vegetables I buy end up in the trash and I don’t want to waste food. But if this colon cleansing thing would condition my tummy to take spicy food again, then I’ll do it.

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What next?

Bisdak Babbles was previously my online journal mostly about my experiences in Japan. Japan is really a beautiful and interesting country. I could even write much about just the change of seasons. But since Singapore is only warm whole year round, I could not babble more about the weather except that it is so humid here. I don’t know where to take this blog to. Before, I was even planning to consider about search optimisation and trying out a free seo software. But what shall I write about? Sometimes, I consider writing about food here because there’s sure a variety of restaurants. But that would require money and I could gain more weight! Any other suggestion?

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I need a bicycle

One of the things that I had a hard time leaving in Japan was my bicycle. I no longer know what became of it. My sudden relocation to Singapore didn’t give me enough time to sell it to the bicycle shop. It helped a lot in preventing undesirable bulge in my belly, that is now becoming ever visible as my stay here in Singapore gets longer. A great fat burner, indeed. And I really miss bicycling.

We are moving to a new place on Saturday. That place is far from the grocery store and it would be hard carrying stuff home. I just hope there’s a sale on bicycles somewhere. Now, I miss those shops in Japan that sell second-hand stuff. At least I could buy a used one that’s half the price of a new one but still in very good condition. There’s a good thing about the new place, though. It’s closer to the office. I could just walk home.

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I want to be an oil surveyor

I know someone who works as an oil surveyor. He is offshore for 6 weeks, then goes back home to the Philippines for a 6-week paid vacation. He is even given a housing and transportation allowance. The most attractive thing about his job? He is paid more than US$7,000 a month! He’s been on that job for more than 5 years already. He has a very nice car and bought a condo in Metro Manila. He spent thousands on his housewarming party and half a million pesos for his 30th birthday! Soon he’ll be on an Outer Banks vacation. He’s living a very extravagant life and I’m not even paid half of his salary. If I could, I want to be an oil surveyor! Nah, I’m still grateful for all the things I have now and I’m still happy being
a programmer. ;)

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Jose Cuervo in a wrapper


This came from an officemate who was sent by the company to Mexico. It’s chocolate with Jose Cuervo. I’m not fan of spirits but I love the wrapper!
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Reminiscing again

One of the great things the internet gave us is the easier way of finding old friends. I sometimes spend a lot of time browsing through Facebook and Friendster profiles. It’s really amazing to see photos of friends, from primary school to college, and ex-colleagues. It’s great to know that they are doing well. Yet, I feel a bit guilty of missing (again) the annual grand alumni homecoming last December. I have never attended a homecoming event since I left my highschool alma mater, as opposed to my happy-go-lucky younger brother who has 100% attendance.

After I graduated from highschool, just to piss off my brother, I told him that I will not step foot on our school until I become a manager. Unintentionally, it seems to be happening! No, no, no, I’m not a snob. I really want to meet highschool friends again, with a less introvert me. It’s just that I did have a microscopic self-esteem in highschool that I hardly talked. But I really appreciate my friends for being there. I honestly hope I could attend the homecoming in December.

There is one thing that I want to share with that school. My friends already did dental and medical mission. I, on the other hand, want to take part in the careers symposium. It was really hard choosing which path to take as we had no idea what the real-world is like. I didn’t even have something I loved doing, well except reading novels. I just wanted to take up Mechanical Engineering because my father did. We had a series of symposiums when we were seniors, and it helped me a lot.

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Longing for Japanese toiletries

Singapore has been very humid lately. This means oilier face, thus, I’m having worse acne breakout. How I wish there’s a store here in Singapore that sells Japanese toiletries. I wish I have easy access to the acne serum I used in Japan. Now, I’m shifting from one acne cream to another, and mind you, it is not easy on my budget. If facials are cheap here, I would have tried that already. How I wish they also sell 8×4 body sprays here. Those were really refreshing during summer there. There was also this shower gel that minimize sweating! The wonders of Japanese toiletries!

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I don’t want to say goodbye

I only have a week to pack my things. Yet, it’s hard to do that because our place is already up for rent, so lots of viewing have been scheduled. Oh speaking of viewing, I was really annoyed to hear from my housemate that someone opened by cabinets! We did view units that are still occupied but we didn’t do such a thing. I just hope that will never happen again, especially now I don’t have the time to iron my clothes.

When we viewed the new place, I was excited to move-in. I was mesmerized by the Ikea-showroom-feel of the house that we did not have time to think things through. Now, I realize that my room-to-be is just about 2/3 the size of my current room. Currently, that room is the The living-room plus dining-room-to-be is just as big as our current dining area. One of those entertainment centers wouldn’t fit into the living room. To cross the street to the bus stop, I have to take the overpass. Worst, we signed up for a 2-year contract!

Looking at the bright side, our kitchen will be a lot better. Our toilet/bathroom will finally have a light shade, and from CRT television to a wall-mounted LCD TV.

I don’t want to say goodbye to my current room. How I wish I did not convince my housemates to view that house!

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Misleading ad and I was a fool to believe it

Two weeks ago, I received a call from a fitness center here in Singapore. I was told that I have been granted free yoga sessions for two weeks, and that I could take along two friends at most. I was also told to bring workout clothes on my first visit. Hearing the word “free” got my full attention. Plus, I’ve been looking for a facility that offers cheap yoga classes. Why not see if yoga is really for me for no cost at all?

Little did I know that I had to summon a lot of courage to say no to another monthly expense. A sales agent tried to convince us by drawing up plans that are way cheaper than the usual price. She even took out the registration fee of S$500. The cheapest offer she presented was a 12-month gym tie-in at S$84 (including GST) per month. I almost said yes because at that time, all I had in mind was to loose weight. I was really glad financial reality sank it, was able to say no gracefully, and convinced myself to make use of the public fitness equipments at the parks instead.

Honestly, I have never tried using the treadmill. I have never even been into a gym! Before fitness centers became a norm, I thought that gyms are full of either really big guys who look like they’re taking testosterone booster or really sexy ladies who look like they just do exercises without eating anything! Gosh, I seriously need to at least step into a gym!

So what happened to the two-week trial? When we said no, the sales agent got an amnesia.  We never even got the promised tour inside the facility.

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