Blah! |2:23 PM

Really bad start for my 2nd month anniversary here in Shenzhen. Or in very song2 (hokkien) mama languang, sibei freaking suay.

It all began with what started out to be a normal and seemingly very pleasant Sunday to Shenzhen city. We went around buying stuff at some comparatively very expensive supermarket specially catered for expatriates and Chinese with very unique tastes. Some interesting items there are Ayam brand tuna, Crocodile meat and foreign liquor like Bailey’s, Kahlua and Paulaner Beer. Naturally, due to its uniqueness, the prices are also considerably “unique”. Anyways, I went to spulrge on some fruit and nuts muesli to go with yoghurt for breakfast, so I could FINALLY escape from the monotony of eating bread for breakfast everyday. (For those who are uninformed, I DON”T LIKE BREAD)

Of course, as always, for me, I ALWAYS digress when doing grocery shopping and ended up buying some “extras” namely, Ritter Sport Biscuit (Stupid Yiing got me hooked! :P) and some German candies. Which cost significantly more expensive than anywhere in Singapore. Haha! I RAWK! See attached photos for my spoils of war.

The weird ass euphoria which arose from god knows where lasted only till the end of the grocery shopping trip. Its like a shitty mood just came out of nowhere and bit me in the ass. Basically I started to behave like a spoilt bitch. Complain about hot weather. Complain about walking too fast. Complain about wanting to sit down. Complain about wanting to go home. Complain, complain, complain. Even I myself cannot stand me.

Naturally, with my incessant nagging and the cooperation of my very nice friends we left town for home rather early giving me a lot of time to slowly prepare myself for bed and have a good rest for the long week of work ahead. Then, the worst possible case of insommia struck. Buddy asked me, why insommia? Missing Singapore and its people? Maybe, probably, but it is definitely not the only reason. My mind just refused to stop moving. On nothing particularly, but loads of nonsensical stuff. One example would be like "Damn the cockroach in my room. Why can’t I find it?”. And tonnes of other ridiculous and rather unimportant stuff. It was only till around 4 am then I finally went into lala land.

This morning I was rudely woke up by the bloody freaking air conditioning unit in the house malfunctioning and causing the circuit breaker to trip. And yours truly is typing this entry in the horrendous heat. ARGH. What makes matters worse is that the estimated "repair duration" by the hostel admin stuff = 1 week! 1 bloody mother fucking week! ARGH. (Kindly excuse the lingo. Extreme situations take for extreme lingo)

Streak of bad luck. Again?

Or am I just over-reacting? Again?

Whatever. Blah!
moo.
Daneo.

-got milk?-