Originally written on 1 Dec 2009, 8.15pm
Before I start describing my work, I got millions and trillions of complain with the new place that I am currently staying. I admit that if I weren’t doing internship at EY, I would NEVER EVER stay at the terrible, horrible place. This small room (well, small isn’t a big issue since I am only one person) is damn freaking terrible. I WON’T STAY here if I know I will stay here if I am a permanent employee for EY. At least 3 months (to be accurate, 2 months and 3 weeks) is not that long, though long 0.0. I’ve lots of 3 months experience so I wouldn’t consider 3 months is long. But who know, maybe at the end of the internship, I will feel that 3 months is FREAKING LONG… maybe?? Perhaps??
Ok, let me describe this terrible place.
The place I currently sitting to type this kinda ‘blog’, is a small place in this creepy room. And well, since no internet connection here, I have to do it in Microsoft Word, and later transfer it to my blog.. Memang kesiannnnnnnn!!!! Can u imagine?? NO INTERNET!!!
And this is the whole place that I am staying. Well, look at first sight doesn’t seem so terrible. That’s why I got cheated to stay here. The table, bed, cupboard ‘looks’ ok, just that it is made out of wood. Something similar to those tables and chairs during primary school. When I first saw, well though not so nice, I try to convince myself to stay here since I wanted so much to do internship at EY. I thought though it is so ‘woody’, I still can stand for 3 months. I am such a bad daughter, stubborn and reluctant to listen to parents, naively thinking that I can travel from sunway hostel to EY, and therefore no problem doing internship at EY. I even dreamt of driving to EY, sounds crazy right?? Since I didn’t drive so long in Ipoh, my mum also worried about my driving skills, if in kl, u guess can or not la…But then, as u know, the naïve me is so stubborn, unwilling to listen to my father, who is more expert in roads and ways in kl, pj, who told me that it is impossible to reach EY on time at 8.30 every morning by public transport. My parents persuaded me to work at one of the small accounting firm in Ipoh, which belongs to my dad’s friends. I was so stubborn to say NO!! And, only want to go EY since EY already accept my application.
So, my dad which manja me so much, who is always trying all his best to give me everything that I want if he can afford, terpaksa himself to allow me to rent a place outside. He told me all the trouble like I have to travel by public transport, safety issues (which I know it is damn unsafe in kl, pj or even subang, sunway area), everyday have to face the jam etc and also NO INTERNET CONNECTION!! Ok, and I am so stubborn and act strong and say that, never mind, I can handle all these, and I will be very careful with my own safety, which is the most my parents worried the most. So, in the end, I rented this freaking place, which I don’t think it is so terrible the first day I saw it.
My dad is such a great dad (and if ever I can, I will vote him as the greatest daddy in the world!!!!!!) that he helped me to find a place which has bus to reach EY. Since from what I know, only bus from Bangsar or Bandar Utama would reach EY, so both this choice is the place that I gonna rent a place. Bangsar, totally is a no no for me, as the rent there would be damn high since it is a known expensive high class residential area aka 高级住宅区. “Mr Gas (Guess)” is staying there, hahaha… if only u know who I am referring to…Lolxxxxx….So, ok, back to topic, so I have to rent a place around Bandar Utama, where I can sit bus U82 to Pusat Bandar Damansara, and walk around 5-10 minutes to reach Menara Milinium, where EY is located. Therefore, daddy saw there is a for rent sign outside this house, which is at Damansara Uptown and therefore jot down the contact number for me. Later then, I called, and the old man, this uncle said there is a room for rent. So, later at night, my beloved daddy bring me there to see whether I like the place and if everything is ok, then I’ll stay here temporary for the next 2 months and 3 weeks.
So, as mentioned earlier, I thought this place was ok, even though it is worse than hostel. At first visit, I feel this place is worse than hostel and I will either go back hostel or Ipoh on weekends, but if just to sleep here every night, I think I still can bear with it. So, I think, and discuss with my dad, and therefore ended up agree to stay at this place. An old couple, about 60++ years old rented this place for me. That uncle leh, half deaf punya, everytime talk to him, have to shout at his left ears,and even so, he would say, “I can’t hear, say louder!!” What the hell, I am shouting at your ears d, and u still want me to shout ah?? Seriously I would shout till u get even deaf lo… but he not blur one, esp about money. Then, keep praising his place and facilities, like tin siong yau, dei ha mou like that, where the place is not that good at all, and I know that (just dunno it is worse than what I perceived from first visit). Then his wife leh, lagi teruk, got Alzheimer 老人痴呆症. Always keep repeating what she said and very very long-winded lady.
The first time I knew that was during my first visit there.
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: ooo..
Then not even 5 minutes, again,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: No la, can take bus from the bus stop near your house..
She: Oh, that bus stop ah.. Next time, u stay here, I bring u there..
Me: ok ok (secretly thinking in my heart, Aunty, u think I still kid meh?? I know where is the bus stop la.. I go by myself can d la….)
Then, I pause a while,
Again,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: No la, can take bus from the bus stop near your house..
She: Oh, that bus stop ah.. Next time, u stay here, I bring u there..Don’t worry, I’ll bring u there.
Me: ………
Few minutes later,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: Errrr…..
Then, I knew something, she got Alzheimer..
Then I tak boleh tahan d, and go in to see ‘my room’, see whether satisfy or not. After everything, I told my dad “ok la”… then, confirm to rent lo..
That aunty repeatedly asked me twice where do I work, and “promise” to bring me to the bus stop…Duhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
So, this was during Nov…
Now, last night till this morning, my first night sleep here. And then only I know how terrible this place is!!!
Ok, dirty place, can sweep, can mop, that’s fine. But OMG, I have to dry the mop with my own hands??? WTH!!! I don’t even do that at home, neither at hostel. Even national service also no need la…. And now, I have to do it at your house, Uncle, ur house seriously damn cacat lo… After all the clean up, then go and take a shower, thought of getting a nice, warm shower. Mana tau, tak ada heater!! And crazy, the day before only JY asked me that question, and I thought there is heater there.. WTFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!! Use running water lo.. Ei, I only occasionally bath with cold water la… Crazy@@.. but then, ok, that’s fine. I can one, NS also everyday bath cold water. Last time camping in Cameron Highlands also take bath using cold water, some more it is raining in addition to the cold weather. So, ok, 2nd trouble also never mind, I can bear with it.. 2 months and 3 weeks only ma……..
Then, at night, I sleep early since no internet, avoid watching vcd since I know I won’t stop watching and I would probably end up watching in the midnight. Then in the end, I couldn’t wake up early, which I worried most since I wake up late since week 13, and getting even worse after I finish exam.
Hence, I switch off the lights and go to bed. Wah, so dark one. Finally I understand the meaning of 伸手不见五指 (can’t see your 5 fingers when u stretch your palm open). Ok, fine. I scared, seriously. Because even at home or at hostel, when u switch off the lights, u still can slightly see, unless electricity broke down, which I seriously scared and will just go to bed at once. Ok fine, I can take it.
Then, as I sleep on the bed, then only I realize that fan is freaking noisy!!!!! Which I don’t realize all the while, since I am busy unpacking my stuff.. Wah, this one seriously cannot tahan lo….. The noise is freaking irritating that I cant sleep the whole night. I use blanket to cover my eyes, but that noise is still damn loud. Then, I off it… Finally, PEACEEEEEEE!!!! But then, freaking HOTTTTTT!!!!! How to sleep ah…ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tomorrow still have to go work la…So, instead of sleeping, I “consistently” wake up to on and off the freaking noisy fan. Gilaaaaaaaaaa, macam mana nak tidur oh?????
Besides the stupid fan, then I realize when I slightly straighten my body to sleep, my leg kena the end of the bed. Wei, I never ever face this problem before lo… NS also better than here!! Uncle, how if u rent this place to a guy which is taller than me?? Siao ah?? How to sleep when your leg feels so uncomfortable?? Some more your bed so shaky, how to sleep o??? Then, I have to curl a bit and sleep, which is so uncomfortable. So, from 11 pm to 4 am, I was constantly changing my sleeping position, on-ing and off-ing the fan…and finally, I got so tired, and I dozed off…
When I am sleeping so soundly and in my whatsoever dreamland, my handphone alarm ringsss.. At 6.30 am. Aiyo, I just fall asleep la…so fast have to wake up d… Haizzzz…Ok, this is fine. I’ve chosen this job and therefore I have to wake up. No complain for this but the stupid night just make me so pissed off.
So this morning, I woke up, prepare everything, etc… and then just before I left the house (almost 7.30am), that Aunty was downstairs, at the kitchen.
She: Ei, today u go work ah??
Me: Yes (u asked few times d last night, aunty!!)
She: Wah, u work so early one ah?
Me: oh…
Then I quickly avoid her in case she asked me tones and tones of questions or tell me her grandmother story. I go and grab my stuff and go to the bus stop (luckily she didn’t say I bring u to the bus stop, if not, I have to listen to her talking again).. If I continue listen to her, I think I gonna go crazyyyy@.@
Before I start describing my work, I got millions and trillions of complain with the new place that I am currently staying. I admit that if I weren’t doing internship at EY, I would NEVER EVER stay at the terrible, horrible place. This small room (well, small isn’t a big issue since I am only one person) is damn freaking terrible. I WON’T STAY here if I know I will stay here if I am a permanent employee for EY. At least 3 months (to be accurate, 2 months and 3 weeks) is not that long, though long 0.0. I’ve lots of 3 months experience so I wouldn’t consider 3 months is long. But who know, maybe at the end of the internship, I will feel that 3 months is FREAKING LONG… maybe?? Perhaps??
Ok, let me describe this terrible place.
The place I currently sitting to type this kinda ‘blog’, is a small place in this creepy room. And well, since no internet connection here, I have to do it in Microsoft Word, and later transfer it to my blog.. Memang kesiannnnnnnn!!!! Can u imagine?? NO INTERNET!!!
And this is the whole place that I am staying. Well, look at first sight doesn’t seem so terrible. That’s why I got cheated to stay here. The table, bed, cupboard ‘looks’ ok, just that it is made out of wood. Something similar to those tables and chairs during primary school. When I first saw, well though not so nice, I try to convince myself to stay here since I wanted so much to do internship at EY. I thought though it is so ‘woody’, I still can stand for 3 months. I am such a bad daughter, stubborn and reluctant to listen to parents, naively thinking that I can travel from sunway hostel to EY, and therefore no problem doing internship at EY. I even dreamt of driving to EY, sounds crazy right?? Since I didn’t drive so long in Ipoh, my mum also worried about my driving skills, if in kl, u guess can or not la…But then, as u know, the naïve me is so stubborn, unwilling to listen to my father, who is more expert in roads and ways in kl, pj, who told me that it is impossible to reach EY on time at 8.30 every morning by public transport. My parents persuaded me to work at one of the small accounting firm in Ipoh, which belongs to my dad’s friends. I was so stubborn to say NO!! And, only want to go EY since EY already accept my application.
So, my dad which manja me so much, who is always trying all his best to give me everything that I want if he can afford, terpaksa himself to allow me to rent a place outside. He told me all the trouble like I have to travel by public transport, safety issues (which I know it is damn unsafe in kl, pj or even subang, sunway area), everyday have to face the jam etc and also NO INTERNET CONNECTION!! Ok, and I am so stubborn and act strong and say that, never mind, I can handle all these, and I will be very careful with my own safety, which is the most my parents worried the most. So, in the end, I rented this freaking place, which I don’t think it is so terrible the first day I saw it.
My dad is such a great dad (and if ever I can, I will vote him as the greatest daddy in the world!!!!!!) that he helped me to find a place which has bus to reach EY. Since from what I know, only bus from Bangsar or Bandar Utama would reach EY, so both this choice is the place that I gonna rent a place. Bangsar, totally is a no no for me, as the rent there would be damn high since it is a known expensive high class residential area aka 高级住宅区. “Mr Gas (Guess)” is staying there, hahaha… if only u know who I am referring to…Lolxxxxx….So, ok, back to topic, so I have to rent a place around Bandar Utama, where I can sit bus U82 to Pusat Bandar Damansara, and walk around 5-10 minutes to reach Menara Milinium, where EY is located. Therefore, daddy saw there is a for rent sign outside this house, which is at Damansara Uptown and therefore jot down the contact number for me. Later then, I called, and the old man, this uncle said there is a room for rent. So, later at night, my beloved daddy bring me there to see whether I like the place and if everything is ok, then I’ll stay here temporary for the next 2 months and 3 weeks.
So, as mentioned earlier, I thought this place was ok, even though it is worse than hostel. At first visit, I feel this place is worse than hostel and I will either go back hostel or Ipoh on weekends, but if just to sleep here every night, I think I still can bear with it. So, I think, and discuss with my dad, and therefore ended up agree to stay at this place. An old couple, about 60++ years old rented this place for me. That uncle leh, half deaf punya, everytime talk to him, have to shout at his left ears,and even so, he would say, “I can’t hear, say louder!!” What the hell, I am shouting at your ears d, and u still want me to shout ah?? Seriously I would shout till u get even deaf lo… but he not blur one, esp about money. Then, keep praising his place and facilities, like tin siong yau, dei ha mou like that, where the place is not that good at all, and I know that (just dunno it is worse than what I perceived from first visit). Then his wife leh, lagi teruk, got Alzheimer 老人痴呆症. Always keep repeating what she said and very very long-winded lady.
The first time I knew that was during my first visit there.
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: ooo..
Then not even 5 minutes, again,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: No la, can take bus from the bus stop near your house..
She: Oh, that bus stop ah.. Next time, u stay here, I bring u there..
Me: ok ok (secretly thinking in my heart, Aunty, u think I still kid meh?? I know where is the bus stop la.. I go by myself can d la….)
Then, I pause a while,
Again,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: No la, can take bus from the bus stop near your house..
She: Oh, that bus stop ah.. Next time, u stay here, I bring u there..Don’t worry, I’ll bring u there.
Me: ………
Few minutes later,
She: Where u working ah??
Me: Ernst & Young
She: Very far one ah??
Me: Errrr…..
Then, I knew something, she got Alzheimer..
Then I tak boleh tahan d, and go in to see ‘my room’, see whether satisfy or not. After everything, I told my dad “ok la”… then, confirm to rent lo..
That aunty repeatedly asked me twice where do I work, and “promise” to bring me to the bus stop…Duhhhhhhhhhhhhh…
So, this was during Nov…
Now, last night till this morning, my first night sleep here. And then only I know how terrible this place is!!!
Ok, dirty place, can sweep, can mop, that’s fine. But OMG, I have to dry the mop with my own hands??? WTH!!! I don’t even do that at home, neither at hostel. Even national service also no need la…. And now, I have to do it at your house, Uncle, ur house seriously damn cacat lo… After all the clean up, then go and take a shower, thought of getting a nice, warm shower. Mana tau, tak ada heater!! And crazy, the day before only JY asked me that question, and I thought there is heater there.. WTFFFFFFFFFFFF!!!!! Use running water lo.. Ei, I only occasionally bath with cold water la… Crazy@@.. but then, ok, that’s fine. I can one, NS also everyday bath cold water. Last time camping in Cameron Highlands also take bath using cold water, some more it is raining in addition to the cold weather. So, ok, 2nd trouble also never mind, I can bear with it.. 2 months and 3 weeks only ma……..
Then, at night, I sleep early since no internet, avoid watching vcd since I know I won’t stop watching and I would probably end up watching in the midnight. Then in the end, I couldn’t wake up early, which I worried most since I wake up late since week 13, and getting even worse after I finish exam.
Hence, I switch off the lights and go to bed. Wah, so dark one. Finally I understand the meaning of 伸手不见五指 (can’t see your 5 fingers when u stretch your palm open). Ok, fine. I scared, seriously. Because even at home or at hostel, when u switch off the lights, u still can slightly see, unless electricity broke down, which I seriously scared and will just go to bed at once. Ok fine, I can take it.
Then, as I sleep on the bed, then only I realize that fan is freaking noisy!!!!! Which I don’t realize all the while, since I am busy unpacking my stuff.. Wah, this one seriously cannot tahan lo….. The noise is freaking irritating that I cant sleep the whole night. I use blanket to cover my eyes, but that noise is still damn loud. Then, I off it… Finally, PEACEEEEEEE!!!! But then, freaking HOTTTTTT!!!!! How to sleep ah…ARGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Tomorrow still have to go work la…So, instead of sleeping, I “consistently” wake up to on and off the freaking noisy fan. Gilaaaaaaaaaa, macam mana nak tidur oh?????
Besides the stupid fan, then I realize when I slightly straighten my body to sleep, my leg kena the end of the bed. Wei, I never ever face this problem before lo… NS also better than here!! Uncle, how if u rent this place to a guy which is taller than me?? Siao ah?? How to sleep when your leg feels so uncomfortable?? Some more your bed so shaky, how to sleep o??? Then, I have to curl a bit and sleep, which is so uncomfortable. So, from 11 pm to 4 am, I was constantly changing my sleeping position, on-ing and off-ing the fan…and finally, I got so tired, and I dozed off…
When I am sleeping so soundly and in my whatsoever dreamland, my handphone alarm ringsss.. At 6.30 am. Aiyo, I just fall asleep la…so fast have to wake up d… Haizzzz…Ok, this is fine. I’ve chosen this job and therefore I have to wake up. No complain for this but the stupid night just make me so pissed off.
So this morning, I woke up, prepare everything, etc… and then just before I left the house (almost 7.30am), that Aunty was downstairs, at the kitchen.
She: Ei, today u go work ah??
Me: Yes (u asked few times d last night, aunty!!)
She: Wah, u work so early one ah?
Me: oh…
Then I quickly avoid her in case she asked me tones and tones of questions or tell me her grandmother story. I go and grab my stuff and go to the bus stop (luckily she didn’t say I bring u to the bus stop, if not, I have to listen to her talking again).. If I continue listen to her, I think I gonna go crazyyyy@.@
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