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meet the predator
call me jenie
born on 02/20/83 after my Dad & Mom drank beer and ate balut 9 months before
lives in Singapore, but always a Pinoy at heart
works as an advertising copywriter, but hates proofreading her blog entries
loves true friends, fake DVD's, alternative music, alcohol, sarcasm, boxing, hatha yoga, and House (the TV series,not the music genre)
loathes indifference, power trippers, narcissists, giant egos and bad breath
tries to live by the quote "Postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." by Anais Nin
room hunting update
So I've been looking for rooms and texting every person in pinoysg.com for the past two weeks. I've checked out some units, and man, how the hell do you expect me to live there?! I've nothing against living with foreigners, but I definitely have something against living with the elderly. Well, first of all, I don't want a nagger for a landlady. Second, I don't want to live with a couple who looks at me from head to toe when they found out I'm a Filipina. (I'm not a prostitute, you butt!) Finally, I've no plans of living in that extremely old HDB I saw in Lavender and in these ancient looking rooms with beds that looked like they've been possessed by evil leprechauns. No way. I still have my dignity, even if 80% of my pride has been slaughtered in the past 3 months.
Anyway, yesterday was different. When I told my officemate I needed a new place, she immediately called her friends. Then this guy offered a room in their office building. It's unbelievably near the office, but obviously, the main problem is that it's not for residential purposes. And I don't want to do something illegal here of all places.
So he mentioned about his newly-bought apartment in Sengkang. Of course I never really considered living with a guy housemate, but after searching high and low for rooms, I realized that there will always be guys in the house if I'm renting a freaking room anyway. The other one I saw even had 3 guys in the house, a couple and two kids! Whatda!?! They're all Filipinos, but man, that's a lot of people in one condo unit.
Finally, I decided to check out this guy's apartment. That train ride seemed to lasted forever, but when I saw the unit, OMG heaven-sent! It has a splendid view of lush trees and a clean river, and I felt the cool breeze even if it was mid-afternoon. And of course, it's being renovated and even all the furniture will be brand new! Wa lao, perfect! (Haha that's what they say here as an interjection.)
And to add to that, it's not as pricey as the others. Well I need to travel 13 stations to get to work everyday, but what the heck, that's not so bad as compared to living in an a musty room. I guess I need to buy an iPod or that Creative Zen I've been eyeing.
Oh and also, the guy informed me that he has two cats. He probably thought it might be a problem for me. But when my eyes got bigger and I said "Really?! I love cats!", he knew that it wouldn't be a problem.
So what am I trying to say here. That room is by far the best I've seen and considering that everything's brand new, the sum I'll be paying every month is worth it. But... The big BUT... I'll be living with a guy. The "He" you've been reading is not a typo or grammatical error. He's a he. And growing up in a conservative Catholic society, a she is not supposed to live with a he unless they're related by blood. Although it's quite surprising that my Opus Dei mother actually allowed me! The deciding factor? I asked the guy if I can have guests like my mom or friends, and he said "Sure! If you want your Mom can even stay here." Oh ha! Unlike in other apartments I've checked who have rules with guests, this guy doesn't seem to care at all. All he cares is that his housemate must like his cats. Haha, I love cats. So I consider this a really great blessing.
But wait, I'm not done yet. Because I need to get the 100% approval of THE boyfriend. Haha. Well, he actually agreed because I told him the guy knows about him. He even suggested that he tries his luck here in Singapore so he can get a job soon. So there, I still haven't reserved it but after seeing that room, I don't even want to view apartments anymore.
I'm praying Tatoff allows me to rent that room. I swear I'll regret it if I pass up on that deal. Unless someone can find a room with THAT price, then I'll ditch this guy's offer. But right now, I just want to take a break from this room hunting. My freaking tongue is swollen, I can't barely eat and explain that I'm a Filipina who works in an office in the business district, holding a legal employment pass, and I'm a university graduate.
Damn stereotypes and discrimination.
6:09 PM
Friday, June 01, 2007
