I’ve had enough! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!!
So I decided to move out!!
Since I’ll be working at Damansara Heights starting June.. (come find me for lunch anyone!!)
This will be the best chance for me to move out from my current rented place…
I’m sick of people who strongly believe that their rubbish can disappear into thin air if you leave it long enough…
So I went room hunting…
Looked through the internet.. and I went to have a view of the houses…
The previous day, I saw a room at Menara Duta 2… I really loved the house, the room.. it has super super huge built in cupboard and the whole room is white in colour that you feel it is just so clean..but I think it is quite far from the new office… having to pass by Solaris and Plaza Damas…and when I was leaving that place, I notice that after work hours, the jam was quite bad at the traffic light to Hartamas… furthermore its not convenient for fifi too..
Another room was at Tiara Damansara, which is a beautiful resort like condominium and its not high rise! So density of people staying there is very low… I love that place… but…for a RM500 room which is not inclusive of parking that would cost Rm150 per car per month. I need to sign an agreement to stay for minimum 1 year! Neither me nor fifi can commit to 1 year staying there… so the lady offered us RM600 per month with 2 months notice.. but the issue there is the parking! RM150 per month okay! Itu pun not guaranteed can get… and if we want to save money and park at the road side, we must remove our car daily before 9am to prevent being summoned by police. And what if fifi comes back in the middle of the night, where will she park? And where will she park her car should she decide to go to work later?
So yesterday both of us went to look at the area of Section 17 which both of us thought the location was all right and the price should be affordable… fifi insisted of looking for landed house.. much to my disagreement as she thinks at least she could park her car outside the compound of the house... our room hunt turned out to be NIGHTMARE for both of us…
House 1: okalah…. Empty hall, dark and gloomy but room quite small and location is not good as it is right at the traffic light junction on a slope..
House 2: a messy family house! Father, mother and 3 kids living there and they still want to rent out a room… cannot use kitchen and morning cannot bathe upstairs… how to live if I cannot use the kitchen??
House 3: RUMAH HANTU....we called and called and no one answered. Just as we decided to leave, we saw a lady coming out from the master bed room corridor and so we told her we’re there to view the room.. WTH that lady just ignored us and walked back into the room and closed the door! WTF! Ghostly attitude of future housemate! Are we too bubbly and noisy till we think her reaction was like a ghost? We were so pissed of that we decided to leave... Just then the girl that I’ve spoken with on the phone came down to open the door… we thought we should be courteous so we went to view the room.. the hall was empty.. but clean… as soon as she opened the door of the master bed room, the most horrific sight on earth was just right in front of us!!! It was like an abandoned place just ransacked by thieves! Surprisingly the ghostly girl and 2 others shared the room! That place was filled with cobwebs, wires hanging all over the place and a not-so-spoilt-dirty-old exhaust fan by the window frames. Then we proceeded to view the bathroom!! OMG!! I almost fainted okay! Fifi was speechless! That bathroom looked like a crime scene in an abandoned house!!! DENG!! All I could say was, “wah!! There’s a Jacuzzi here!” wtf!!how lame! and then we left and never intended to return!
House 4: when we passed by the house, immediately both of us decided not to waste our time to view the house at all!! We don’t even dare to step in that scary place.. so we called the girl to tell her that we’re not viewing it anymore. In return she told us that she wanted to let us know before hand that a burglar entered the house just last week!! WTF!!! wtf!!!
House 5: REBAN 'AYAM'...when I told fifi about it, her eyes gleamed! Hopeful! This house is just a walking distance to my office which is located at a posh area. Currently Mrs Singh, a senior citizen stays in the house with her son who is an Engineer, who travels frequently! I mean Mrs Singh’s son means is young Mr. Singh!! Naturally, pictures like these come to OUR minds! And we were so excited about it after the 4 horrific houses…
(this is hrithik roshan)
(this is abhishek bachchan)
(this is shahid kapoor)
When we reached the house… we smiled… the surrounding was good! The house looks alright too! Then a strange looking man came and greeted us in. “Don’t tell me this is the son.” I said to fifi and she replied, “No lah, I think that is the husband.” Our hearts were racing fast…. He looked like this, quite thin and fragile.. looks like he is sick or something…
Later when we found out that he is THE SON, our hearts stopped for a moment while our dreams crashed and breaks into pieces!!! Still, we went and viewed the room. The current tenant was there and she was COOKING IN THE ROOM and enjoying her maggi mee!! The room was so stuffy, corridor was filled with god-knows-what and the most horrible of all is the master bedroom! It was split into two and that whole place looks like a prostitute den to me than a house! HOLY SHIT!! The ‘son’ stressed that the ground floor is reserved for his family use only. It means we cannot use the hall! Cannot use the KITCHEN! Mrs Singh say we cannot bring visitors!! OMG!!! WTF!! then how can baybee visit me?? OMG!! All you get is just the room!! The prostitute den look alike room!!!!!!! And pardon me if I say this, but I think the hall stinks! It has those ‘indian’ smell!! Those smell you get when you go to Indian shops. ( I am not against Indians here okay and its just my preference) How can I live with that smell?? Use 10 bottles of perfume every day also cannot ‘pik’ that smell away!! Gosh!!
As I am typing this, I still can smell the smell…. This is terrible! What is happening to the world now?? Now I believe what we call HOME SWEET HOME!! Then I thought the ‘son’ looked familiar so I googled and I found this! eerie!!!
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