I feel like…

Cinderella at work.  I scrub dirty dishes, put them into the dishwasher, dry them, stack them up properly.  I cut my finger last night, thanks to the silliness of a waitress who stacked the plates so high that it keeled over into the sink and broke into a million pieces.  I was picking out the broken pieces and accidentally cut myself.  When I got to work yesterday, the ‘evil stepmother’ (not my stepmother, and she’s not evil AT ALL), asked me to have dinner first (they usually prepare dinner for us and supper after the work is done), that is after I repeatedly refuse due to the vast amount of dirty dishes and pots and whatnot.  So I was enjoying my food, when she approached me, with all smiles, telling me to cook rice.  Touched by the sweetness of her face, I told her I will.  I resumed eating.  She came back again, and smiled, and said, “Daron, when I ask you to cook rice, I mean NOW!” 

In my mind, Gosh lady, you told me to eat and now you want me to cook rice, what do you actually want?!?!?”

Cinderella got a pair of glass shoes, a prince, and a happy ending.  I returned home with monetary reward which is temporal, a small container of green curry, and wet and dirty shoes.  My ending wasn’t that great either, I discovered a giant zit on my neck, and the kitchen in a total wreck.  Someone was baking cake and left all the gooey mess. 

Encounters Down Under

Encounter #1:  On speaking with an Aussie Bloke:

Daron:  So how much traveling have you done?

Aussie Bloke:  Huh?

Daron:  Have you traveled out of Australia?

Aussie Bloke:  Yeah!  I went to Bali several years ago. 

Daron:  Did you like it?

Aussie Bloke:  Yeah, it was awesome.  Balinese people are the nicest bunch.  Have you been there before?

Daron:  Oh, I have yet to set foot in Indonesia. 

Aussie Bloke:  Huh?

Daron:  Mmm, Bali’s in Indonesia, and I’ve never been to any parts of Indonesia. 

Aussie Bloke:  Isn’t Bali a country?

Daron:  Creak. 

FYI – Aussies love Bali, for some reason.  They get treated like royalty when they’re over there, plus everything is very cheap.  Just like in Australia, they pick fights with the Asians (locals of Bali) even when on a foreign land. 

Encounter #2:  On speaking with a Thai colleague:

Thai lady colleague enters kitchen carrying heaps of dirty plates

Daron:  Oh, your hands are full. 

Thai lady colleague:  Eh? Yes. 

Daron:  Here, let me help you with the dishes. 

Thai lady colleague:  Thank you.  :D

Daron:  I’ve got it (helping her with the dishes)

Thai lady colleague:  Got what?  Got what?  Got what?  (Looking at me intently) 

Daron:  =_=*

More encounters to come.  :)

Kelambu Beach





















I've decided I want to visit Kelambu Beach when I return to the Land Below the Wind in December.

For more info check out Kelambu Beach here.

About time

I’ve been here since the 15th of February and I’ve been scouring around for a job.  Finally, after much waiting I got one.  Though it’s only a one day thing (due to schedule conflicts), my employer said that she’ll try to work something out for me so I can drop by more than once a week.  Oh, I haven’t mentioned, I’m washing dishes at a Thai restaurant. 

I was waiting for my friend at the train station yesterday so she could take me to the restaurant.  As I was waiting, a train pulled up and out came a man.  There were Train Officers at the station and they asked him to move back from the train that was now leaving.  The man ignored their request and pulled up his shirt and rubbed his nipples on the train window, giving the passengers an eyeful.  All four Train Officers then grabbed the man and had to pin him down.  Later the Train Officers were joined by police officers, who charged him for offensive behavior. 

At the restaurant everyone was hospitable and polite – very typical of the Thais, of course.  They showed me how to operate the dish washer (I’ve forgotten how to do it), and told me where the different dishes were kept.  I started doing the dishes and two of the guys who were in charge of me kept telling me to go faster.  I tried my best but I wanted to make sure all the dishes were clean.  They, on the other hand, were talking with the other cooks and the restaurant owner.  I was thinking, how am I supposed to go faster when you’re there talking instead of working – I’d definitely feel like I don’t need to go faster. 

I was washing till 10 pm then one of the guys came over and told me to move over while he washed.  He was fast, but the dishes that he did weren’t that clean. 

Oh, I got another job, as a movie extra.  They told me they’d call me to reconfirm after I have told them if I could make it to all the days of the shooting.  Unfortunately I am not able to make it for one of the shootings.  Hopefully they’ll still take me :)

Beach

It just makes me wonder how the people here can tolerate strangers mocking them.  Yesterday I went to the beach with a church friend, and he had the Knights jersey on.  We were heading towards the water, passing by a group of fat Aussie teens and they started calling my friend a freakin’ Knights bleep.  I could’ve easily called them fatsos but I didn’t.  It’s just plain stupid.  They don’t like it when they are called names yet they find it unproblematic to taunt on others. 

Anyway, this is the beach I was at.  Noby’s Beach.  I laid around shirtless reading a book.  It’s nice when you have a big beach to almost yourself. 

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It was so windy that soon my stuff were covered in sand. 

infidels

racist housemate called my korean housemate a north korean and called us chinese communists.  it’s just pathetic to see how uncultured some people may be.  and the misconception that anyone with blond hair and blue eyes and fair skin is superior than the rest makes me nauseous.  i’m angry but i’m silent.  no point feeding more coal into the flames. 

i've always wondered

what the full name for bangkok was

are you ready? here it is:

krung thep mahanakhon bovorn ratanakosin mahintharayutthaya mahadilok pop noparatratchathani burirom udomratchanivetmahasathan amornpiman avatarnsathit sakkathattiyavisnukarmprasit

we'd usually resolve to using its more poetic name, krung thep, meaning the city of angels :)

Six More Weeks

In retrospect, I’ve had countless weeks waiting for this very moment.  I’m halfway through the semester: 3 more weeks to go before the 2-week mid semester break, followed by another 3 more weeks of classes, then the semester would be over by then.  There is the internship that will be going on after school wraps up but I’m not so worried about that :)

Thanks to the massive amount of stress I have been ‘receiving’ I have successfully cropped nasty zits on my forehead and on the base of my jaw.  They are now dark brown with a visible white tip – an acne volcano ready to erupt and spew out thick gooey green puss. 

I’ve been returning from Uni late in the evenings.  Not a very wise thing to do but I found that I accomplish more whilst being there.  I don’t trust myself in the bedroom, things can turn pretty wild.  One moment I’m sitting on my desk, the next I’m comfortably snoozing on my bed.  Like this:

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oh by the way, I am totally sold out to twittering now :P ehhehehe

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I’ve made egg sandwich and spaghetti to be brought to school later, sungguh sedap!

Whitenoise

All I hear this week was whitenoise, during the endless lectures, late nights at the library, even hanging out with friends.  WHITENOISE.  It’s like how older people can’t hear high frequencies. 

Some of the things I’ve been up to:

Predicate Logic - “John met every happy linguist” could also be translated into ∀x(M(j, (l(x) àh(x)))

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Grocery Shopping -

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green bag for environmentally-friendly-shopping

Blue cloudless skies

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