with 2 phones and the lappie that i exchange with Germaine,
yes, i am in singapore.
a singapore chemical logistic company called up last week saying they would like to have a face to face interview.
thanks chris for dismentling her japanese style sofa bed, and marvin who show me the way to jurong east.
nothing much but pipes, huge tanks and petroluem shores in this small no cameras allowed tree-less island.
i stood at the bus stop for an hour after the meeting.
Finally..thank god! A shuttle bus finally pass by and pick me up.
thanks to the good guy who asked the driver to wait for me when i am collecting my passport at the check point.
see! i met a good and friendly singaporean. but chris stop my words with her sure and confirm expression, by saying : trust me gal, he is not a singaporean.
haha! she meant no offences.
she is right, over 80% of the employee on the island itself, were foriegner. so the chances of ‘ the guy is a singaporean’ is quiet low.
anyway, no matter who you are, thanks 
see! i believe everyone who stepped into my life were good people although some of them were being judged with a big ”NO”.
oh ya. chris cooked crocodile soup for dinner today.
hmm.. it is nice, and it taste like chicken!
its time for me to sleep now, yawn~
ciao!
