Dedar Singh
Amanda, Joyin, Sam and me – Esplanade
Since two days ago, I hold the fate of a man’s life in my hands!
Okay maybe nothing that drastic, I should rephrase that – I hold the fate of a man’s few hundred dollars in my hands!
I adopted this responsibility of great (maybe not so much) magnitude a couple of days ago when Amanda, Sam and I found a foreign worker’s work permit on the ground. We didn’t know what to do with it so I kept it in my bag while we enjoyed our weekly (not so much anymore 
) L4D2 session and now it’s still sitting in my bag.
Life-changing for Dedar Singh (that’s the dude’s name) or not, I’m not too sure, hence the “I control the destiny of a man’s life… or maybe not” beginning of the entry. Without his work permit, *gasp* maybe he’ll get deported, and his big family back home are all relying on him to bring back money for them to survive, what will they do now? etc
…Or maybe he’ll just get a fine.
I’ll be turning it in to the police when I get the time, and find out the location of the most convenient police station, which are surprisingly difficult to find. While walking around the Dhoby Ghaut area, Amanda observed, “We have already walked past 4 Starbucks! And we can’t find a police station. Can you imagine if all the Starbucks are police stations? Singapore will be damn safe lah.”
Don’t worry Dedar Singh, I will save you a few hundred dollars / from the clutches of immigration!
Oh, although this is an incongruous bit, something majorly gross just happened. Bugs and pests don’t usually faze me but this is was one gruesome death scene. Apparently while one of us was closing the kitchen drawer, a lizard attempted to climb its way out of it as well, and hence, its neck got wedged in between the cabinet and the drawer itself, resulting in… a lizard decapitation. We found the lizard’s head (with its bloody guts spilling from its neck) on the top of the drawer, but we still can’t find the body. Christ, I hope, somehow, that the body was on the floor and got cleaned up by the maid or something, or we’ll have to eat noodles a la lizard the next time.
