Haagen Daz Crew Evicted

okie. still in long island, new york. still working in haagen daz. somewhat tiring but still fun. and now we can go home telling everyone we get to serve silly ice-cream and eat loads and loads of cookies & cream while getting paid like s$12/hr. whooo. money's really pretty good. we got our first pay on saturday. got like us$80 for less than 12hrs work. dunno how they do the math but you don't hear me complaining! both joe and i are getting better on the job too, so we're more zhai at doing the various shakes and smoothies now(like yesterday i made the ultimate large 31-flavour shake for myself - and then had to lao sai thereafter, maybe i'm slightly lactose intolerant). in summary, the job's still fun and i enjoy serving customers, but legs getting somewhat wobbly.

yesterday after work stacy told us we've been evicted. apparently the landlord for their place found out that including us there're 6 people living in that little place they've rented out. so they gave the ultimatum that both me and joe must go. haiz how sad. so last night we spent the night in the car. it not too bad lah sleeping in the car. for a moment i even missed the cosiness of the reclining seat. and since we've still gotta work another 5 more days till our next paycheck, it looks like we'll be stuck in smithtown till the end of the week.

the night of sept11th after work we also drove all the way to manhatten, new york. went to the place where the world trade centre twin towers were, ground zero. they had a commemoration(i'm sure you've read about it in the papers) there and they shined the 2 giant beam of lights which represented where the towers stood that they did 3yrs ago. it was really beautiful, and the place was packed with people and even at midnight there was a horrendous traffic jam all across manhatten island.

it feels kinda surreal to actually be at ground zero and then you start imagining the horror and devastation that happened and they play across your imagination as you comb ground zero with your eyes and i guess its really a very scary sight to witness. all 16acres of that flat caged space full of construction crew used to stand the world trade centre and its subsidiary buildings. melissa was telling me that she's been up to the top of the towers before and at the top there were starbucks and other cafe outlets crew like ourselves and none of them survived. and that alot of people even in long island knew at least a friend or a friend of a friend or even kin who perished in that disaster. makes you think about our own silkair crash, just magnified a few thousand times more.

*sigh*

on the way back somehow joe and i yet again got ourselves hopelessly lost. it didn't help that stacy and sergei in the backseat couldn't provide much help as they were sleeping. i dunno what's with the both of us and our uncanny sense of adventure(mostly mine) but we both always get lost and end up driving for hours and asking for directions(who said men don't ask?). haha still we both admit its fun and anyone else with any less patience would probably have blown his top countless times.

the lot of us including christina also went to the long island beach a couple of days ago. we met this really nice guy who was escaping the storm in florida who showed us where the nicest beach in long island was. its this little place called little africa. didn't look too bad, but no surfs, just calm water and on a clear day(it was when we went) you could see across the channel over to connectticut. i remember sergei being very enthusiastic about swimming( he eventually did) since there's very little seashore in the ukriane i guess, while joe and i just rolled our eyes. maybe we take our shores too much for granted, else its just too dirty and murky lah(which i firmly thought so). we've also decided that on 27th sept we're coming back here to have a stayover bbq. yay.

been thinking about home alot lately. and thinking about everyone back home and all the food and places i miss just gets me pumped to return home. its such a cliche(that i've even mentioned it more than once since i came here) but its really true that absence makes the heart grow fonder. also i think you only appreciate what we have and how good the life we lead only when you've travelled so far from home for so long. haiz.

about 21 more days till bozo comes home.