Venting

Drama, drama.

The maid was just sent packing today. Mom apparently discovered a sorta mini shrine the maid's room. Apparently (for I didn't see it myself) there was a picture of my parents surrounded by all sorts of weird stuff. Scented oils, pictures of creepy people (bomohs?), plus a cup with herbs and two paper hearts in it.

Apparently. I can't be sure.

Freaky yeah?

When I first heard about it, I was boiling mad. We treat her very very well, and I felt sorta cheated. What about the whole karma cycle do good others will come back?

Why the hell did she bring all this shit into our home?

Then my sister calmed me down a bit. Sis said she was sure the maid meant us no harm. Maybe it's just so ingrained into their life (this jampi jampi crap) that they can't really function without it.

Maybe she just wanted to make sure we treated her well.

I mean, we would have, even without all the mumbojumbo. And we did.

Man it sucked looking at her pack. The agent was checking every single item to make sure she didn't swipe anything of ours.

I really don't care about all the bomoh hullaballo, I don't think it works, and I'm not scared of whatever spirits she conjures up to ensure her welfare. I can say that cockily cause I don't believe in it. If I did, I wouldn't be so confident, heh.

But my parents were pretty freaked out by the whole thing.

And knowing my mom has a genetic predisposition for drama (she's Singaporean, she can't help it), maybe it was all just a huge misunderstanding.

I don't know. If it does come down to my mom's word against hers, I have to take my mom's side. I just have to. Understand?

It's just a really sad day. Not sad per se.. more like emo, or senti.

It's not quite fair yeah, how some people have it so easy from day one, and some have to work like fuck just to get by.

Yeah, yeah.. I know I'm starting to sound awfully patronising and hypocritical, but these things really make me think. Really.

Fuck lah.

At least we didn't scold her. I asked about the witchcraft, and she knelt on the ground straightaway, swearing she didn't know anything about it.

I don't know, was she lying? Don't know. Never will.

But I think she was.

When she walked out of the door, I was so disappointed in her I didn't even reply when she apologised for anything wrong she's done in the past seven months.

Damn, I should've said something. Closure.

Fuck dei.. Life is quite the bitch yeah?

And this makes the third maid who didn't make the grade. The first one kept crying all the time for no apparent reason, the second one ran away (but she didn't swipe stuff).

I guess it just doesn't work, the whole hired help thing and my family.

Damn I have to start cleaning up after myself now.

We're not getting another maid.

See lah, like that already so emo senti sop sop stim. How to handle a girlfriend right?

Sorry, kak. Life's a bitch.

Confused thoughts equals a structureless entry. Sorry.

Lists

I'm driving down to Port Dickson this long weekend for a conference.

Just received an e-mail briefing us on the schedule and stuff.

With it was a list.

Checklist for PMPM

¸ Formal wear (for grand dinner & talks/forums)
¸ Casual wear
¸ Undergarments
¸ Socks
¸ Shoes (formal and sports)
¸ Towels
¸ Tie, belt, brooch, hair pins, accessories
¸ Swim wear
¸ Cap
¸ Toiletries (toothbrush, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, cleanser, sun block, shavers etc)
¸ Playing cards
¸ Drinking water
¸ Sunglasses
¸ Stationeries (markers, pens, ruler, paper)
¸ Phone chargers
¸ Purse with money
¸ Watch
¸ Camera
¸ PMPM registration forms (if not submitted yet)
¸ Bag that can fit all of the above

¸ Most importantly… YOU!

Whoa. Most importantly, me? I feel so.. important. And I better not forget a bag, lest all my stuff (especially my undergarments) roll around in the trunk.

And of course, a purse.. with money! Don't want an empty purse, no, no. Which reminds me, I must remember my driving licence. And also drinking water.

I'm surprised they didn't include pads/tampons (if you're female, and you have your period) in the list.

Haha. And it's a medical conference. I'm sure a lot of people are regretting signing up right about now. No hard feelings if you made up that list though. I know I'm a sarcastic fuck, but I'm very likeable. And this is the only place I can vent.

Really.

Man I hope it won't be boring. I could really use three days of fun in the sun.

Starting surgery tomorrow. Thank fuck it's a long weekend.

I like Wesak day. Happy birthday, Mr. Gautama.