Wednesday, April 07, 2010
Kiasu and Strange S'poreans
Been feeling very tired these few days. Which is very strange, because, biologically, this is not supposed to happen. Oh well...
Anyway, I realised that S'poreans are very, very kiasu. Being classmates with some made me realise that some ppl I thot I knew r indeed super kiasu abt grades! And doing grp project with *ehem* mature ladies are a a bit of a pain at times. Why are S'poreans so afraid to take the jump? Why do they have to question until they know everything before they start?? And why are they so damned anal and lack creativity?? Gosh...
I don't mean to rail against those staying in HDB flats, but my neighbour is strange. Very strange. The 1st time I saw him, I was walking towards my flat and he just stood and stared until I went in. Creepy. Last week, Mister and I were waiting for a delivery when I noticed Mr. Creepy next door going in and out repeatedly from his house. Then, at one point, he stood, leaned back a little and peered into our house! After that, I just lost any interest in initiating smile at him.
Then there was this strange guy who came to our door and pointed to our iron gate, saying that we need to do something about it; there had been many cases of break-ins through the hinge side of iron gates. He pulled out some iron bolts which appeared no different from what we already had and said he can replace them, for $79 fee! We refused and I asked him to leave his contact number. He refused, saying that it must be done now. I asked again and he walked away, saying maybe another time. I think I must exercise lotsa caution after moving in. HDBs are full of creepy people.
Anyway, I realised that S'poreans are very, very kiasu. Being classmates with some made me realise that some ppl I thot I knew r indeed super kiasu abt grades! And doing grp project with *ehem* mature ladies are a a bit of a pain at times. Why are S'poreans so afraid to take the jump? Why do they have to question until they know everything before they start?? And why are they so damned anal and lack creativity?? Gosh...
I don't mean to rail against those staying in HDB flats, but my neighbour is strange. Very strange. The 1st time I saw him, I was walking towards my flat and he just stood and stared until I went in. Creepy. Last week, Mister and I were waiting for a delivery when I noticed Mr. Creepy next door going in and out repeatedly from his house. Then, at one point, he stood, leaned back a little and peered into our house! After that, I just lost any interest in initiating smile at him.
Then there was this strange guy who came to our door and pointed to our iron gate, saying that we need to do something about it; there had been many cases of break-ins through the hinge side of iron gates. He pulled out some iron bolts which appeared no different from what we already had and said he can replace them, for $79 fee! We refused and I asked him to leave his contact number. He refused, saying that it must be done now. I asked again and he walked away, saying maybe another time. I think I must exercise lotsa caution after moving in. HDBs are full of creepy people.
Labels: Rambles, Random, Se-lat-por Affairs
// posted by Jenn @ 12:51 PM 
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