Funny but true

Have you ever notices that anybody going slower than you is an idiot and anyone going faster than you is a maniac? Quoted by George Carlin.

This is something that I have came across some time ago. And this funny quote always pop into my mind everytime I was walking along a busy pathway, after alighting from the MRT or even when shopping during a weekend. Funny but true.

2 weeks of on-going blissful life, in a big nutshell

Okay. So I was a little bit busy this few weeks what with my research started to flow quite smootly. We, the research team actually went to Pasir Ris to collect sample. The exact location we collect the sample was at the Loyang Offshore. Its like a port for ships. The seawater there was quite dirty. Anyway, we managed to collect 17.5L of seawater and transported back to school for processing and extracting.

So I was basically spending my entire afternoon working in the laboratory, processing and extracting all the 17.5L of seawater. It was not easy. The main problem is to find bottles to store the acetone extract. My research mate and I was trying to steal as many bottles as possible from the laboratory. Then when it comes to the processing part, it was still okay. Just that I guess I’ll get acetone intoxication sooner or later, even though we have been using the fume cupboard all along. Anyway, we are keeping our fingers cross and hopefully will get some result soon.

Life goes on as usual with a few exciting events that make my heart beating 120 beats per minute with endless adrenaline surge in my blood vessels. I was doing my montly spring-cleaning in my Singapore’s home when I found a dead cockroach in a box that I used to store all my notes and books from my first year in university till now. Thank God its a dead cockroach and not a hyperactive flying cockroach. Oh ya… I killed one cockroach yesterday night when I was about to jump into bed, with newspaper. Don’t ask for details as it was really gross to think about. Yes. The cockroach juices all spilled out. Eww!!!

Anyway, one good lesson that I have learnt after I left home and living alone without my family in some sort of place is: You will learn to kill your biggest enemy in your life using all sorts of methods that you can think of without screaming for your brother’s help.

My classmates and I were celebrating Miss Ong’s birthday yesterday in class during the Respiratory, Renal and Cardiovascular (RRCS) break. Our lecturer, Mr Wong join in as well. He is very close to us. I guess maybe its because our age differences are not that big. He is very young and looks more like a student rather than like a lecturer.

Oh ya… I have a new housemate. He is staying in the room opposite mine. He moved in last week but I haven’t had a chance to introduce myself when he moved during the first few days. I finally gather up my courage and knock on his door last Sunday and introduce myself. I’m not known to be the one to make the first move. First move as in introducing myself to a total stranger. Don’t think too much. Anyway, we chatted for like half an hour and found out that he was a Johorian like me.

I was back at Malaysia this afternoon. And can’t wait for tomorrow to come as I’m going to meet my best friend for lunch. She is back from Australia and I haven’t seen her for ages. I miss our gossiping and girls talk! Talking about tomorrow, I’m going to send my poor laptop to the computer shop. It suddenly shut down just now and can’t switch on no matter how many times and how hard I pressed the on button. I guess it must be the battery problem. Hopefully the battery is not that expensive in case I need to replace the old one. Anyway, still grateful that my laptop was spoilt while I was back at Malaysia, at least I can send it to the computer shop for repair immediately.

Sigh… My dad bought lots of chocolates and Chinese New Year snacks yesterday night. My dad is forever worry that I’ll never get enough food while I’m in Singapore. He always buy lots of snacks and chocolates for me to eat at home whenever he knew I’m coming back home. My mouth will never stop chewing once I’m back home. Nevertheless, I still love my dad very much!

Lastly, I’m really happy that my previous post was a hit! It has attracted more than 10 comments!

Way back into high school’s memories

Its January and its the start of a brand new year. This somehow reminds me of the annual sport practices and activities during my high school time.

For every year from Form 1 till Form 5, at the start of a brand new schooling day, we’ll be introduced to the sport practices. I remember my school will always arranged in such a way that the sport houses annual general meeting will be held on the very next day after our first day back to school. Then we’ll all crammed into a small classroom to vote for the usual highest position, the president and all the way till the lowest position, whatever it is for our corresponding sport house.

After the voting session, we’ll have our usual “talk-and-motivating-speeches” from our allocated sport house’s teacher. Oh ya… Before we end the meeting, we’ll usually encourage each other by shouting out loud our sport house’s motto. Erm… After graduated from high school for like more than 4 years, I have forgotten my sport house’s motto. If I remember correctly, the green house’s motto should be “Practice makes perfect”. If I’m not wrong, that should be my sport house’s motto.

After all those crap, we’ll begin our sport practices. We’ll have 2 days sport practices a week for each sport house. So, two sport houses will have sport practices on Monday and Wednesday while the other two sport houses will do it on Tuesday and Thursday. Again, if  I remember correctly, mine was on Tuesday and Thursday. With either red house or blue house for all those 5 years. I can’t really remember with which sport house on which year, but the only thing I remember vividly is that we, the green house, NEVER have sport practices with the yellow house before. Not even once in those 5 years. Don’t ask me why. I truly have no idea at all.

Then starting from Form 3, we were involved in the marching. That was like hell. As we were schooling in the morning session, so we’ll normally have our marching practices after lunch, 2 p.m. till 4 p.m.. Can you imagine how striking is the 2 p.m. sun? Yeah. 2 hours under the sun. After the marching practices, we’ll the begin our respective sport house’s practice. Another 2 hours torturous activity under the sun. So, sum up all together, we spent like 4 hours under the sun for 2 days a week for 2 months. That’s the rough estimation anyway because I have not added the extra hours of marching practices. So in the end, we all turned really dark after the sports’ months. And no matter how much we applied the sun block onto our precious fair skin, its still no use.

Thinking back all these precious memories, I can’t help but miss those days. When we were in high school, we’ll complained and resent the sports’ months. However, after you left school, you’ll start missing those days. Those days where you can spent 11 hours in school, change into our sports attire in the toilet and having lunch and doing homework in the school canteen before the marching practices. Ah… How I miss those innocent days.

Back to January again, for the 22nd time

The first day of 2010 (1/1/2010):

Hmm… In the past, I usually spent the first day of a brand new year thinking and pondering new year resolutions. However, I have decided not to make any new year resolutions this year. Its not because I didn’t achieved whatever resolutions that I have ever made, actually its because I will have forgotten whatever resolutions that I have ever made by the end of the year. So what’s the point? And actually I get kinda tired making resolutions every year. I have been making the same resolutions for years and years. Okay. Okay. I get it now. Lame excuses.

Anyway, I spent the entire afternoon on the first day of 2010 with my highschool friends. We decided to celebrate Miss C.W. birthday earlier. Her actual birthday is on the 12th of January. I went to pick up Miss Toh (as usual) around 11.45 a.m. and off we went to Kluang Parade. We met up with Miss Ng, Miss Hee and of course the birthday girl. We then bought the movie tickets and decided to grab something for lunch. Miss Ng, Miss Hee and Miss C.W. went to the shop first while Miss Toh and I pretended to meet them at the shop later as I need to put more parking coupons. Actually Miss Toh and I went to buy a birthday cake.

After grabbing something for lunch, we took out the cake and there goes our singing birthday song and cake cutting ceremony. We took some photos (as usual again) and rush back to Kluang Parade to catch the movie. The movie was so-so. I was totally disappointed. I thought the storyline will somehow be kinda interesting.

After the movie, we decided to go to Kluang Mall as Miss C.W. still haven’t found a bag that is suitable for her brother. We went there in 2 separate cars. After walking into practially all the shops in the Kluang Mall in search for a suitable bag for a teenage boy, Miss Ng suggested karaoke session for an hour. Actually we were all hoping to hear Miss Toh singing as we have never heard before.

Inside the small karaoke room, Miss Ng and Miss C.W. wasted no time and quickly start selecting the songs. We sang and sang and sang. And we all keep pushing the microphone to Miss Toh, forcing her to at least sing a song. Miss Toh is seriously stubborn. Its not like we are going to laugh at her singing or what, she just won’t sing. My singing sucks big time too.

Anyway, we big goodbye to each other and head home. After sending Miss Toh back home (as usual), I finally reached home at 7 p.m.. I thought my eventful new year should have come to an end. However, I met my biggest enemy in the kitchen around 11 p.m.. And not just one enemy, its two.

While I was washing up cups in the kitchen, I saw a cockcroach on the floor. I screamed and immediately ran out to the living room. My dad was watching television at the living room and asked me what is going on. I told him there’s a cockcroach in the kitchen and he said, “The insecticide is outside, at the shoe cupboard.” That’s all. He is not even going to help me.

So I risk my whole life and went into the kitchen and sprayed that insecticide towards that damn cockcroach. I sprayed and sprayed and sprayed like there is no tomorrow. After seeing that cockcroach fainted, I resumed my cup washing. Then I saw another cockcroach in front of me. On the window sill. I screamed for the second time. I grabbed the insecticide and sprayed like hell. Finally, this second cockcroah fainted.

My heart was beating like 150 beats per minute during this war. And I haven’t finish washing my cups! My dad finally came in and saw what a useless daughter he has, he grabbed the 2 corpses and flushed down the toilet. Using his bare hand by the way. If me, I’ll use like a roll of toilet papers to grab that damn cockcroach.

Phew. While I was lying on my bed that night, I was pretty glad and grateful that I’m still alive after that war. Oh… And I did not think about new year resolutions for even a second that day. When I was about to drift into my la-la-land, I have this sudden thought of murdering as many cockcroaches as possible as my new year resolution.

Toilet rolls instead of new year resolutions

The last day of 2009 (31/12/2009):

No, I did not went to any of the countdown party as I was back home at Malaysia. My parents and I went out for dinner and later head to the Pacific at Kluang Mall for grocery shopping. As expected, there were many people buying grocery stuffs as well. I mean seriously many people. Its like half of the population of Kluang people were there. I guess maybe its because all the people there wanted to have a “feel” of the last day of 2009 and decided to go out and join the crowd. You know. Small town people are like that.

I dunno its the company marketing plan to attract customers or what, because my mom and I saw lots of toilet rolls in almost all the trolleys that we passed by. I mean almost everyone bought toilet rolls. And not just 1 packet with 10 toilet rolls in it, but at least 2 packets of toilet rolls in each trolley. We even saw some people bought like 6 packets of toilet rolls and the trolley has nothing but toilet rolls in it. So, my mom and I decided to head to the toilet rolls corner to have a look, whether the toilet rolls are indeed that dirt cheap or not. And guess what? The racks that was used to accomodate the toilet rolls are empty. Yes. E-M-P-T-Y. Well, typical Malaysians.

After buying all the stuffs that we need, we head to the cashier to pay for our stuffs. There were like 24 counters and only 9 counters were opened. So, we queue for like 8 million years before its our turn to pay for our stuffs. After that, my dad decided to take a tour to the Kluang Parade area there to have a look at the crowd there. So off we went to the Kluang Parade and indeed there were some sort of performances outside Kluang Parade. They even blocked the road outside the Kluang Parade as they have set up a stage there for performance. Anyway, we just drove by there and saw lots of people (I guess its the other half of the population of Kluang people) and back home we went.

I then spent the last 2 hours of 2009 watching Desperate Housewives season 6 that I downloaded earlier in Singapore. So instead of pondering about my new year resolutions for the year of 2010 when I was lying on my bed, I was pondering about the really low price of the toilet rolls.

My long awaited holiday

Yup. My long awaited holiday has finally arrived. I couldn’t wish for more than this holiday to come sooner.

My last paper for this term, Physiological Regulation & Control (PRC) finally ended last wednesday. I was like a walking zombie when I emerged out from the examination room. After the exam, my coursemates and I headed to the school canteen to celebrate 4 of our classmates’ birthday, also known as the December babies. The cake was surprisingly nice even though we didn’t put it in the fridge for like 3 hours. After the cake cutting ceremony and some photography session, I followed 5 of my classmates to Tanjung Pagar’s Rajah Inn restaurant for dinner. We had steamboat for dinner and we managed to shop for a while only. Thank God Mr. Singh was not with us that day.

I did not went back to Malaysia the very next day after the examination as I have decided to watch a movie in Singapore first. I know. I know. Many of you will ask why not watch it in Malaysia since its cheaper? Yeah. Its all because of the exchange rate. The reason is that the show that I wish to watch did not show in the cinema back at my hometown. My hometown’s cinema only show those really hit, in and popular movie. So off I went to Bugis to watch Mulan with one of my ex-A-Level classmates. Mulan was simply fantastic. I cried buckets throughout the movie. After movie, my friend and I had dinner and we then head to our next destination, Suntec City Convention Centre for the Bookfest@Singapore event. I bought a book, Pride & Prejudice. Yeah. I know. Its an old book but I haven’t had a chance to read it yet. And its in my reading list as well.

Come to think of it, I seems to have tonnes of books waiting for me to read in my reading list, and the reading list is getting longer and longer. I must start reading more frequently now. Why do I seems to have tonnes and tonnes of things to do and yet so little time to complete? Well, its a good question. And a complicated question as well.

So I went back to Malaysia on friday morning. I have been back at home for like 5 days already and all I have been doing is basically what we all did during holiday. I have just finished watching an anime, 52 episodes, something to do with a 13 years old boy who is a genius in cooking. Actually I watched that anime 10 or 11 years ago and my brother bought this anime a few weeks ago, so I decided to re-watch it. It was quite nice actually.

Basically I spent my days till now at home, watching television and dramas online, and also anime. Now its time to read my Pride & Prejudice. I must finish it by this Saturday. My elder sister is coming back home this Friday and we are going to send her back to Kuala Lumpur on Sunday. Then I’ll follow my parents to Genting, bringing my cousin along. I guess finish reading Pride & Prejudice in 3 days time should not be a problem for me. I remember last time I spent 3 days finish reading Harry Potter. And that Harry Potter book has like 766 pages. Of course, I spent the whole day reading and do nothing. Not watching television and not onlining.

Till now I still can’t believe my luck. I mean the fact that I get a month holiday is like welcoming Obama to my house. I usually get 1 week, at most, 2 weeks for end of term holiday. Well, my university is indeed a little bit stingy. I guess this will the first and last 1-month-the-longest holiday I’ll ever get in my university year.

Little memories here and there

Yesterday was the last lecture for this term and so happened to be the Physiological Regulation & Control (PRC) revision class. The first thing that my classmates said to me when they saw me was, “Wow. You cut your hair!” Well, I did cut my hair the previous day while still at Malaysia. I guess it was very obvious as I have my hair cut shorter by 7 to 8 inches. Even my landlady noticed it and commented that I look like a little girl with my hair shorter now. Anyway, its no big deal for me. To me, there is only want or don’t want when it comes to cutting the hair, nothing else. And hair will grow long after some time, so there is really no reason to make a big deal out of it.

Our lecturer, Mr Lee starts off the revision class by “kindly” reminding us about the exam, which is on next wednesday. He later gave us his comment on our presentation a few weeks ago. His comment on my group’s presentation was fairly good. We did great at listing down the peripheral and cardiovascular side effects of the anti-muscarinics drugs for the elderly with Idiopathic Parkinson’s Disease. And I was so delighted to see that the “nothing really” in the improvement category. We are the only group that got nothing to say about in the improvement category. Some other groups have to improve on the font and colour used, time management, commented on too much wordings or too much visual and animation effects. Though I’m very impressed with Group C’s time management. Mr Lee said that they break the world record by wrapping up the whole presentation in 11 minutes (the allocated time was 15 minutes for each group). Though we didn’t break the world record, my group still managed to finish the presentation at 12 minutes. 

Mr Lee later showed us our “report card”. All 5 groups got A for the presentation. And best of all is that my group got the highest mark out of all the other groups! Though we dunno the exact mark. But still. Anyway, the presentation’s mark only contribute 5%  of our overall PRC module. Whether we can pass or fail this subject still depends on the final exam as it contribute 80% to the final marks. However, I still can’t help but feel damn proud of our group work.

After the revision class, I went to Bugis to meet one of my A-Level’s friend, Mr JS. I have not seen him since we graduated in June 2007. He is still the same. Still very funny. We only managed to catch up with each other for about an hour plus only as we don’t want to miss the last train back home.

I also very coincidentally met my highschool principal for 2 consecutive days when I was back at my hometown 3 days ago. Once was at night when I was having supper with 2 of my highschool friends and Pn T. was having supper too with her bunch of teacher friends, and right the next day I met Pn T. again when I went back to my highschool to book the badminton court. Pn T. is still the same. And she is retiring soon.

Last exam for this term is coming in 5 days time. Its also the hardest paper of all the papers for this term. The fact that I have to memorize 100 drugs name with its therapeutic effect makes me want to jump off from the cliff. Hopefully I can survive through all these. Keep my fingers cross now.

Men are not only from Mars, they are from other strange planets as well

Yesterday was a seriously eventful day. I managed to get 2 hours of sleep and force myself to wake up and study. Since the venue for this exam was at the Dhoby Ghaut campus, I left house at 7.15 a.m. and reach the school at 8.20 a.m.. I then went to Long John Silver, which is just a few shops away from school to look for my classmates. Had a cup of coffee, no choice… have to drink and hope that it will keep me awake for a few more hours at least (I will never drink coffee unless I’m force to drink it). Exam starts at 9 a.m. and I think I did quite OK for it, could have done it even better. However, better don’t think too much and just be grateful that it has ended somehow.

After exam, the whole bunch of us went to Plaza Singapura for lunch. I think there were 14 of us, if I’m not wrong. After lunch, some went home while some went shopping. Me of course choose to go shopping. We shopped at Plaza Singapura first and there were actually 2 guys following us, Mr Liew and Mr Singh. We girls shopping are kinda slow and we love to look around in the shop. Of course the guys will have no other choice but to wait for us outside the shop.

There was once when we went into The Face Shop because Miss Coral need to buy some facial products. Then some of the girls, around 5 of them, went into the shop and look around too. I think this is very normal for us. I didn’t went in because I have never use the product from that shop before and I can’t simply use any products as I have a very sensitive skin. So I waited for the girls outside the shop with the guys. Then Mr Singh said, “Hey, just now I went in and look at the body scrub thing. Its mango flavor, you know. And guess how much is it? $40++ for one small bottle!” And I replied, “So? Its quite reasonable… And I think Body Shop also sell it at this kind of price.” Mr Singh then said, “You know. I go to the market and buy $3 of mangoes, and then scrub it onto my body. And its $3 only! After I scrubbed, I can very conveniently eat it. See. How cheap!” Of course, I was laughing so hard that it made my stomach hurts.

We were about to walk out of the Plaza Singapura when Miss Lim went into a shop and wanted to buy a lip gloss. So we hang around in that shop and Mr Singh was complaining the whole time that we will never get to the Orchard by midnight. He was nagging and nagging and nagging at us. His mouth didn’t stop for even a minute. He keep on repeating, “You girls go shopping… this bla bla bla… that bla bla bla… Then you girls go toilet… Why must this bla bla bla… that bla bla bla… I don’t understand why you girls must bla bla bla…” I tell you. I will NEVER go shopping with him around anymore!

When we finally walked out of the Plaza Singapura and heading towards Orchard, Mr Singh was still nagging at us. And this time, he won’t even let us know where we were heading to. He just said, “Keep walking straight. No, don’t turn right or left. Just go straight.” All we know is that we might be going to the Nokia Centre at the Wheelock, through the Ion (the newly opened shopping mall in Orchard, a very huge with lots of new and branded shops). And we were not allowed to go into any shops along the way to Orchard. There were so many shops along the way! Whenever we saw any good stuffs, nice clothes, cute teddy bears or even saw the “SALE” sign, Mr Singh will said, “NO. NO. NO. Don’t look left or right. Just look in front and keep on walking.” And so we continue walking and walking and walking, while Mr Singh keep a watch out for us carefully and strictly.

All along the way, Mr Singh was complaining, “Can never trust you girls. If there were 7 levels in Ion, you all will take 1 hours for 1 floor. In the end, we’ll have to wait for you girls for 7 hours. And by the time we went to the Nokia Centre, it would have closed already.” I tell you. I didn’t know that boys can nag so much!

I guess we getting closer to Orchard as the Christmas decorations are getting more and more beautiful. Too bad it was mid-afternoon while we were walking. If we were walking at night, we then can have a look at the beautiful Christmas lightings.

Anyway, while we were passing by the Orchard Central, I heard a “thud” sound. Its the same sound as you heard when a stack of 8 or 9 pieces of papers fall onto the floor. I looked to my left and saw a few pieces of $10 on the floor. I yelled at my classmates and said someone dropped money on the floor. There were so many people walking on that pavement and we are not sure who dropped the money. Mr Liew picked up the money and we followed Miss Eve as she said that she thought she saw the lady who dropped the money. So we were all following Miss Eve up until we reached a bank. Miss Eve and Miss Chew said that lady seems to be working in that bank and went into that bank already, so we can’t go in and return the money to her.

We stood outside the bank and discussed what we are going to do with the $40. Of course, Mr Singh said we must keep the money since we were the one who found and picked it up and of course no one was listening to his smart advise. We finally decided to donate the $40 to the Singapore’s “We Are One” foundation (the lego project thingy). And they so happened to have a donation booth for it inside the Ion.

So we continued walking towards the Ion. Mr Singh still insist to keep the money and won’t take out the money, no matter how I persuade him. Miss Lim and I even suggested that if he is not going to take the $40 out and donate it, he will fail his Resource Planning, Marketing Management & Strategy, Physiological Regulation & Control and all the previous term’s subjects, still he won’t listen to us. Then I said, “If you don’t donate the money, you’ll get a lot more hairier and your hair will get a lot more curler!” and he replied me, “You all can cursed all you want, but I will never take the $40 out and donate it.”

After we reached Ion and found the donation booth, I have to pulled Mr Singh’s bag and drag him along just to keep him from running away. He very reluctantly donated $30 (he dropped $10 as he was moving the $40 from 1 pocket to another pocket) as the 6 of us forced him to do so. And he was giving a murderous look whenever he saw the thank you card given to us by the people at the donation booth.

After we found the Nokia Centre and sit down for a late lunch, Mr Singh was complaining about that $30 every 1 minute.Even when he read the newspaper and so happened to come across an advertisement advertising the “We Are One” project, he will opened his mouth and continue his nagging. And I also dunno what happened, the newspaper for yesterday so happened to have 4 or 5 advertisements advertising the “We Are One” project. This is the second time in a day I realized that boys can really nag a lot. A lot more than girls!

No matter how much I think, I still can’t believe that I have a bunch of kind-hearted, generous and charitable friends, well perhaps except for one. I’m really glad that I know them. And I’m so glad that there are no lectures for this 2 days. At least my ears can rest for now.

Beautifully imperfect

Presentation was finally over today. I’m pretty pleased with my group. We manage to finish our presentation in 13 minutes (the allocated time was 15 minutes for each group). We all were rushing like hell! And none of the groups break the previous world record, which was 27 minutes (that’s what our lecturer told us… that the previous batch, there was a group’s presentation that lasted for 27 minutes).

Assignments and presentation all done, in another words, exam is coming soon. And soon indeed it was coming. In fact, my first paper will be on next wednesday. I’m going back Malaysia tomorrow morning, but not to rest… Have to study for next wednesday Resource Planning paper. Anyway, I just want to share this beautiful video with everyone. Its very heart-warming.

I have never and will never torture birds

I have been seriously busy this past few weeks with assignments and presentation. And I have actually started jogging and went to work out in the gym since last 2 weeks. Final year exam is coming in 2 weeks time. Hopefully I can survive all through this, and I couldn’t wait for Christmas to come! Christmas is by far my most favourite festival throughout the year!

Something eventful happened yesterday.  An officer from Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals, Singapore (SPCA) came to my house yesterday afternoon. Thank God my landlady was at home. I was actually in my room studying at that time when I heard my landlady called me. So I went out of my room and stood at the staircase and my landlady was telling me something. I couldn’t catch what she is talking about as she is speaking very fast at that time. And she look quite fluster. So I thought something must have happened.

Then I saw an Indian guy came into the house. So I went down and see what happened. That Indian guy introduced himself as an officer from SPCA. He is a tall and friendly-looking guy. He told us that he received a complaint that there is a bird hanging dead from one of our window. My landlady and I was very surprise to hear this and we all went outside of the house and lean over outside our neighbour’s corridor and indeed saw a bird hanging dead outside one of the window at the downstair’s room.

This is indeed very weird. Actually a few months ago, we had a problem with pigeons. As my landlord and my room is at the upper storey (I stay in a double-storey HDB house), we couldn’t stand the pigeons flying under the roof outside our windows. The pigeons will stayed in between the roof and the pipe, and made lots of noise. Most of the time they will do their “business” there as well. We tried to chase them away using plastic bag tied to the end of a long pole and waved the long pole over our windows. However, the pigeons keep coming back. In the end, my landlord bought a long green net and we tied the net over the roof, from my room all the way to my landlord’s room. Its a very tideous and hard work. As we can’t climb out from our window (we stay at the 8th floor), so we were using long pole to stretch the net all the way down. We also used nylon string to tie the net to our window, so that it won’t fly away. We spent like 2 to 3 hours just to tie the net. However, this method seems to work because the pigeons never came back. So, I thought its the end of the story.

Then 2 days ago, there was 3 guys who came and informed my landlady that they saw a bird got stuck in the net. That bird can’t fly out and seems like going to die soon. They are pretty sure its our net. So, my landlady came into my room and we lifted the net using long poles. We lifted the whole net and there was no bird flying out from the roof. We found it very strange as the 3 guys claimed that they saw a bird there. After we re-tied the net, I purposely went down to the carpark there and look up, just to make sure there is no bird which get stuck in the net. I saw none and I happily went back and informed my landlady. I went jogging an hour later and when I came back home, I look up once again to make sure that there is no bird, and indeed there was none.

Back to the hanging dead bird. My landlady and I was very shocked to see the hanging bird. So we went into Lidia’s room (she is the tenant who rent the room downstairs) and opened the window, and saw the cause of the hanging bird. It was actually the feet of a stupid brown pigeon got tangle up with a nylon string. That’s why it couldn’t fly away and appeared hanging upside-down. My landlady gave the SPCA officer a plastic bag and she cut the string while the officer caught the bird using his bare hand and put it inside the plastic bag.

The officer asked the reason we put the net. So, we explained to him about the pigeons problem and informed him that actually we are not the only one who put net. The house just above from us (the 10th floor) also put net over their roof. In fact, it was them who put it first and we saw it and decided to follow their idea. The officer then went into my room and have a look at how we tied the net. He said there was no problem in the way we tied the net.

My landlady actually asked him to write a letter on behalf of us to the government and ask the government people to come and settle the problem. The officer said that its not the government problem. We should inform the dunno-what-pest-control-contractor and they will come and put net and spikes. Or we can also inform the housing board. My landlady then told him that that she has complaint to the housing board before and the housing board said that its not their problem.

So in the end he also couldn’t do anything. He then gave us his namecard and asked us to call the SPCA emergency hotline in case there is other birds get stuck in the net or hanging dead again. He also took down my landlady’s phone number and said that if he received another complaint about hanging dead bird, he’ll call my landlady and ask her to rescue the poor bird.

My landlady keep on complaining to the officer when he is preparing to leave about the pigeons problem and how the government should do to help us. So, in the end, he jokingly suggest that we should write a letter to the prime minister, Lee Hsien Loong about this. Then I also jokingly replied him that I doubt that letter will ever reach him, the prime minister I mean. So, after all the fuss, the SPCA officer left with the dead bird in the plastic bag. Thank God he took the corpse away. If not, I seriously have no idea what we are going to do with the corpse.

I know the fact that the Singapore government is very efficient, but I never knew that they are really this efficient. Honestly, do they really think that we have nothing better to do and go and torture a bird or do they think that we really have way too much time to go and torture a bird? I don’t even have enough time to watch my dramas and yet they suspect me torturing birds! Starting from yesterday, its official that I totally hate pigeon!