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Monday, February 09, 2009
so. i got this email saying that ive got a place in sheares hall. like omg, osa? where have you been? anyways. not like approval is likely to come from the parental department, it was such an exciting prospect that i couldnt resist entertaining the possibility. and look what i found! quite a funny article written by someone staying in the hall. yeah i guess there are some things we just take for granted living here. or at least i do.
anyways. was watching the channel five nine o clock show earlier. (like omg! i watch channel five shows?!) and i saw this slice of mango tropicana which appeared for like, five or ten seconds in one scene. (hey, it was an important slice of cake, alright! who buys individual slices of cake for the whole office anyways. dont people buy the whole thing and cut?) and i was so excited i wanted to go OMG THATS A MANGO TROPICANA!!! haha. but i couldnt and didnt cos my mum would go like: ehh. just a cake what. why you so excited for no reason. i couldnt say its because thats the cake i freaking see every day lah can. anyways. its this mango mousse cake. and if customers ask me if its sweet or sour im supposed to say i dont know cos it depends on the mangoes of the season. *gringrin* just dont ask me off the cuff how much these things cost.
anyways about the whole work thing, i just cant believe how accepting they are. the girl my age was like saying my way of mopping floor sucks lah. apparently you must like spread out the "hairs" of the mop then can mop better/easier. damn paiseh can? as much as i want to understand what life must be like to be born working class (just trying to be honest here), i have to admit that i will never really see life from their perspective. i will never know what it feels like to know that going out to work is not an option, but a necessity. i will never know what it is like to not grapple with social issues because im in the thick of it.
it is in this sentiment that i read a report of last friday's parliamentary session, where minister for national development mr mah bow tan reportedly said:
'the purchase of a $90,000 two-room flat is “easily affordable” to someone earning $1,200. '
this is probably really old news and okay i admit, i suck at maths. more than half of the time ive done cashiering, there wasnt a tally of the cash i counted from the person doing it before me. but however i count it, for a $1200 a month single-income family, $90 000 a month is definitely not affordable. let alone easily affordable. when you take account cpf and everything, especially including interest from the home loan, suchan investment (some may call it otherwise) will take decades to pay off. i cannot even begin to see how this can be called affordable. according to their website, $80 700 is the cheapest 2-room flat available from the hdb at the moment. and thats like at some far-flung end of singapore called punggol. will try to make some attempt to calculate and see if its really unaffordable soon. (nm 2220 is really rubbing off on me heh.)
anyways, what i wanted to say, even though its been reiterated so many times, was that some of our ministers really arent connected with the ground. how can you serve people that you do not understand? and that is why i have such qualms about joining some parts of the civil service.
10:31 pm
gail.
loves anything new
gets caught up in causes, events, loves
but doesn't do anything about them.
professes to be a supporter of the green movement
but leaves the lights on
disapproves of mcdonalds
but eats there anyways.
godwise, the jury's still out.
schoolwise, fass rocks my socks
but why do i have like a ton of work to do?
familywise, i guess theyre/its great
we just need to figure out what to do around each other?
freindswise, hey you guys are awesome.
blogwise, realises that the profile section is crappy
but doesn't know how else to fill up the space.
