今天又做了一件沒有做過的事情
我自己去餐廳吃牛排
哈!!!!!! 感覺好阿宅
有人跟我分享了 Outback 免費的一客牛排 coupon
只有一到四晚上可以用
不知道要找誰陪我去 不用又好可惜
就決定要跨出那個彆扭情結自己去了
原來自己上餐廳吃飯並沒有那麼可怕
當然 ... 還是有人作伴東西吃起來有味道些
但是偶爾什麼都不用想的自己坐著發呆吃飯也很特別 : )
2011年10月26日 星期三
2011年10月24日 星期一
Thoughts - Housing III
As what my dad told me, you can’t guarantee that the next place will be better every time. You can hope and pray for the best, but it’s not something you can decide. I do think I need to work harder on being more cautious. So far, I have been really lucky. The places I had lived in could have problems, but I never encounter anything that I can’t live on. Even with my previous place, it would be okay if I chose to stay. I really have to ask more questions and do more researches to prevent the same thing to occur again.
In addition, people always say how hard it is to live in another country. To me, it is sometimes inconvenient, but I never thought of it as real difficult. I strongly feel the difficulty to live in another country under this bad experience. You just can’t argue with people because you don’t talk or think fast enough. It’s just different than being home.
If you get that patience to read through the end, please pray for me to have better next stop.
In addition, people always say how hard it is to live in another country. To me, it is sometimes inconvenient, but I never thought of it as real difficult. I strongly feel the difficulty to live in another country under this bad experience. You just can’t argue with people because you don’t talk or think fast enough. It’s just different than being home.
If you get that patience to read through the end, please pray for me to have better next stop.
Actions - Housing II
I finally decided that, no, this is not working. I can’t stand to live in this kind of noise condition.
I went in the office again, meeting with the manager to ask for a resolution. She came back to me the next day, proposing three options for me.
1. Moved to another complex in the same apartment.
2. Moved to their sister apartment community.
3. Broke my lease with 60 days notice, and 2 more months of rent after the 60 days notice. (I signed a one year lease up till the end of August 2012.)
For the first two options they proposed, I am going to move by myself; without any compensation. Tears came down when I came out of the office after this talk.
Not sure how people normally dealt with this, but I just don’t feel comfortable with these options. I finally stepped out and consulted my co-worker, a reasonable mild American’s idea. Then, he brought in another intelligent co-worker. No one thinks I should be the one moving. Then, I talked to more people; people think the office would at least give me a month of free rent.
At this point, I decided that I am going to strive for my rights.
My contract was pulled out, and I tried to get a reference of an attorney. This is another thing that I do the first time in my life, consulting an attorney. Isn’t this something only grownups do merely? Sadly and pitifully, the attorney doesn’t recommend me to bring this kind of small stuff into a court. He thinks it doesn’t worth, and I will end up losing more than what the apartment offered me and become unhappy.
This is just so unfortunate! I felt hopeless and wondered what I am doing. Deep in my mind, I just don’t want to give up.
An idea came up to my mind, and this would be my last bet. I looked up the company which owns the apartment, and left a message about the situation on the site. The next day, I called the company. Of course, they were trying to put me down again with some lame excuses. I didn’t accept what they were talking about, and finally got to talk to the regional manager of the company.
At that point, I was just assertive and threw out all my thoughts. She asked for a day or two to think about it and promised to get back to me. The following Monday, the regional manager sent out an email, announcing that I can be released from my lease with a 30 days notice. No penalty needed. It was such a relief when I saw those words. Couldn’t believe I won this battle with my last bet.
Another time I proved that you get nothing if you don’t try really hard. With my broken hurts and minds. For a whole month I didn’t sleep well. Thinking about my housing issue at work, and then worked in the evening due to guilt of my missing hours in day time.
Dad says I have to be proud of myself. I don’t really feel proud. It was exhausting, and I hate that I have to get such emotional with a poor little boy down stair. I know for sure that I won’t be able to get over this without God’s blessing. Sometimes, I just can’t love my neighbor.
Ironically, I am hearing that screaming when I am typing up this message. I still can’t sleep well yet, since I have to first find a new place, and move out my current place in 3 weeks now.
I went in the office again, meeting with the manager to ask for a resolution. She came back to me the next day, proposing three options for me.
1. Moved to another complex in the same apartment.
2. Moved to their sister apartment community.
3. Broke my lease with 60 days notice, and 2 more months of rent after the 60 days notice. (I signed a one year lease up till the end of August 2012.)
For the first two options they proposed, I am going to move by myself; without any compensation. Tears came down when I came out of the office after this talk.
Not sure how people normally dealt with this, but I just don’t feel comfortable with these options. I finally stepped out and consulted my co-worker, a reasonable mild American’s idea. Then, he brought in another intelligent co-worker. No one thinks I should be the one moving. Then, I talked to more people; people think the office would at least give me a month of free rent.
At this point, I decided that I am going to strive for my rights.
My contract was pulled out, and I tried to get a reference of an attorney. This is another thing that I do the first time in my life, consulting an attorney. Isn’t this something only grownups do merely? Sadly and pitifully, the attorney doesn’t recommend me to bring this kind of small stuff into a court. He thinks it doesn’t worth, and I will end up losing more than what the apartment offered me and become unhappy.
This is just so unfortunate! I felt hopeless and wondered what I am doing. Deep in my mind, I just don’t want to give up.
An idea came up to my mind, and this would be my last bet. I looked up the company which owns the apartment, and left a message about the situation on the site. The next day, I called the company. Of course, they were trying to put me down again with some lame excuses. I didn’t accept what they were talking about, and finally got to talk to the regional manager of the company.
At that point, I was just assertive and threw out all my thoughts. She asked for a day or two to think about it and promised to get back to me. The following Monday, the regional manager sent out an email, announcing that I can be released from my lease with a 30 days notice. No penalty needed. It was such a relief when I saw those words. Couldn’t believe I won this battle with my last bet.
Another time I proved that you get nothing if you don’t try really hard. With my broken hurts and minds. For a whole month I didn’t sleep well. Thinking about my housing issue at work, and then worked in the evening due to guilt of my missing hours in day time.
Dad says I have to be proud of myself. I don’t really feel proud. It was exhausting, and I hate that I have to get such emotional with a poor little boy down stair. I know for sure that I won’t be able to get over this without God’s blessing. Sometimes, I just can’t love my neighbor.
Ironically, I am hearing that screaming when I am typing up this message. I still can’t sleep well yet, since I have to first find a new place, and move out my current place in 3 weeks now.
Decision - Housing I
I feel like five years older recently.
It was late August this year that I moved to a different apartment community. This was a tough decision because I am such a lazy person, and my old apartment was real spacious with great location. However, it had a lot of maintenance issues, plus someone broke in to my down stair neighbor's home for food. I thought there were enough problems to drive my move. Sadly, my new place doesn't go as well as I wish of.
For the first month I moved in, I heard some weird sound occasionally. It was somewhat weird, like animal roaring, and like human being yelling. I wasn't sure what it was, and thought it could just be my illusion. After few weeks on a Friday night, the sound got extremely loud and scary. It almost feel like someone was hurt, or an animal going wild. I checked the sound down stair, but heard Television/Video/Music playing. That makes me feel a little safer, but uncertain. At 10:30 pm, I was just too scared, so I called the police first time in my life.
The sound did quiet down a little bit around 11:30 pm, but I heard that screaming again at mid-night. The police didn't come up, so I wasn't so sure what had taken place. The next day (Sunday), I found out from my neighbors who were moving out that the boy who lived down stair of me with his mom has autism (自閉症). Things got clear out now, but this is just the beginning of the story.
I talked to my parents and close friends about it. Mom was suggesting me to be more sympathetic and get used to the sounds since it is real not dangerous. Being an adult and a Christian, I tried to be nice. However, the sound seems to go louder day by day. I just can't sit there and not feel anything hearing it everyday. It was to the point that I can't rest and get stressed out. I talked to the leasing office, and they offered to send out a letter to my down stair neighbor asking them to quiet down. Sorry to say that, but a letter can't cure one's sickness.
Two weeks went by, the noise did quiet down a little for short. Then, I started hearing the screaming everyday between 6:00 AM to 6:30 AM. On the weekend, the screaming will be an all day thing ... Okay, what did I get myself into?
It was late August this year that I moved to a different apartment community. This was a tough decision because I am such a lazy person, and my old apartment was real spacious with great location. However, it had a lot of maintenance issues, plus someone broke in to my down stair neighbor's home for food. I thought there were enough problems to drive my move. Sadly, my new place doesn't go as well as I wish of.
For the first month I moved in, I heard some weird sound occasionally. It was somewhat weird, like animal roaring, and like human being yelling. I wasn't sure what it was, and thought it could just be my illusion. After few weeks on a Friday night, the sound got extremely loud and scary. It almost feel like someone was hurt, or an animal going wild. I checked the sound down stair, but heard Television/Video/Music playing. That makes me feel a little safer, but uncertain. At 10:30 pm, I was just too scared, so I called the police first time in my life.
The sound did quiet down a little bit around 11:30 pm, but I heard that screaming again at mid-night. The police didn't come up, so I wasn't so sure what had taken place. The next day (Sunday), I found out from my neighbors who were moving out that the boy who lived down stair of me with his mom has autism (自閉症). Things got clear out now, but this is just the beginning of the story.
I talked to my parents and close friends about it. Mom was suggesting me to be more sympathetic and get used to the sounds since it is real not dangerous. Being an adult and a Christian, I tried to be nice. However, the sound seems to go louder day by day. I just can't sit there and not feel anything hearing it everyday. It was to the point that I can't rest and get stressed out. I talked to the leasing office, and they offered to send out a letter to my down stair neighbor asking them to quiet down. Sorry to say that, but a letter can't cure one's sickness.
Two weeks went by, the noise did quiet down a little for short. Then, I started hearing the screaming everyday between 6:00 AM to 6:30 AM. On the weekend, the screaming will be an all day thing ... Okay, what did I get myself into?
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