My Room Delivery Service in SRK Hostel
7 month.. Yup it's been seven month I've been staying here in SRK Old Hostel. Many things has happened along these times. At that time, on first of august, Ipul, one of my best friend helped me carrying all my luggages, I shifted from his room which I temporarily stayed to this hostel.
Good room, that's my fisrt thought about my room, and Stingky..that's my first thought about my, well not my, our toilet, well..it happens, public toilet is almost always like that, unless the toilet in changi air port...hmmh.. that place.. Singapore is different, it's an obsessive compulsively clean country I think.
I used to cook my self every day, but then the mess started, then I thank God I can stop cooking, and stop what I dislike most, wash all the plates and it's relatives. At the time the mess cha cha send the food to the room, hmmm..what a luxurious service provided by them. But then a dissaster came, they stop sending the food, instead of sending, they made us walking 1 km each, for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
After getting a room delivery service then changed into 3 km a day of walking is such a huge leap. But anyway I see the positive side of it, I consider it as a compulsary excercise, this way I'll become healthy, don't you think??
Then me and some foreigner made a letter sent to BC, Senior provost and Foreign Student Advisor due to this matter, it's this morning we sent them, and just now we got information that starting from tomorrow they gonna send the food again to room...well..good then.
You know what is good in India? to make a letter send to such important person like BC or FSA we just need to write by hand in a piece of paper, no need computerized. Even last time when Trans TV crew came and wanted to get permission from the BC, we only need to make a hand writing letter, we need no official letter head paper, no official stamp, just a handwriting letter and a signature..done. Well..it happens only in India..
Good room, that's my fisrt thought about my room, and Stingky..that's my first thought about my, well not my, our toilet, well..it happens, public toilet is almost always like that, unless the toilet in changi air port...hmmh.. that place.. Singapore is different, it's an obsessive compulsively clean country I think.
I used to cook my self every day, but then the mess started, then I thank God I can stop cooking, and stop what I dislike most, wash all the plates and it's relatives. At the time the mess cha cha send the food to the room, hmmm..what a luxurious service provided by them. But then a dissaster came, they stop sending the food, instead of sending, they made us walking 1 km each, for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
After getting a room delivery service then changed into 3 km a day of walking is such a huge leap. But anyway I see the positive side of it, I consider it as a compulsary excercise, this way I'll become healthy, don't you think??
Then me and some foreigner made a letter sent to BC, Senior provost and Foreign Student Advisor due to this matter, it's this morning we sent them, and just now we got information that starting from tomorrow they gonna send the food again to room...well..good then.
You know what is good in India? to make a letter send to such important person like BC or FSA we just need to write by hand in a piece of paper, no need computerized. Even last time when Trans TV crew came and wanted to get permission from the BC, we only need to make a hand writing letter, we need no official letter head paper, no official stamp, just a handwriting letter and a signature..done. Well..it happens only in India..
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