Trotting Along

Never in my life would i have thought i would find a better job than my last one in Perth.

I guess things didn’t come easy at first – i quit my first job in Singapore after 3 days but thank god i did! 

My bosses and colleagues at the current job are lovely lovely people…quite contrasting to what we all think “Singaporeans” may be like. I have a normal 8.30-5.30 job now but it’s more like 9-5.30pm and no more late nights! Gone are the days i would finish at 9pm! 

Still surrounded by music, and most importantly – coffee below the office! (;

Cost of living never ceases to amaze me here. Granted my rent is more than double what i used to pay in Perth, but transportation is like only a third of what we pay there! Then the food….

$5 used to buy me a cup of coffee there. Over here? $5 is a cup of coffee, lunch AND 2 bags of those ready cut up fruits from the fruit stall. With 10 cents change! 

Been doing so many touristy things lately…and then there’s also discovering more of Singapore everyday. 

Well it’s been 2 months since the day i decided to move and i guess i can finally call myself settled because today i get my first pay here! Whee! 

Secretly hoping things will remain as positive as it is now!


Making Memories

Life in Perth used to be so routined to me…especially for the past 3 years. I did a different thing each day of the week but it was the same from week to week. Never knew how much those little things i did meant to me till tonight. 

Back then, every Saturday i would work from 8am till 5.30pm without breaks, come home crash and then grab a late dinner after waking up. Churros for supper or a movie at home. Every single Saturday! Tuesdays i would teach a half hour class in the morning, have a 4.5 hours lunch break and then go back to work till nearly 9pm and then go and catch a movie/karaoke. Every single Tuesday!

I guess moving here it’s all about creating routine again. Still finding my way around. Part of me doesn’t want to fall into a routine but i guess we’re designed that way. Part of me wants to find out what that routine would be. 

3 years from now i’ll be looking back and thinking to myself…those were the days in Singapore…