Pit stop...

Hey guys, sorry I haven't been posting up anything in my blog for a while now. The reason is, I'm a little depress lately and it feels like my world is crashing down. Yeah.. its more dramatic than it actually is.. but this is just one of those weeks or days where you feel that you have lost the passion of what you do and the day seems to be longer than it actually is. Oh well, life goes on doesn't it. C'est la vie!

Anyway, will dust out my camera and load some pictures like I promise. ^_^

And with the weekend of the harvest festival coming up here.. (though it doesn't apply to most of you who reads my blog).. Happy Harvest Festival or like the locals here says it "Kotobian Tadau Tagazo Do Keaamatan"

Cheers!

My first impression..

Q) What was your first impression of Telupid for a person who has never seen or heard of the place?


This was a question asked most frequently. Well, they say pictures paint a thousand words... my words can only simplify a few, but I believe seeing it through my eyes is the best way to describe it all...

I will begin from the place I'm living...

This is the housing quarters that they provided for me..

The view from my balcony... 

The stairs going down to the garage

My drive way... and this is what I have to deal with every single morning...  note to self: buy boots!

On the day when I moved into the house, I was greeted by 2 other nurses who were occupying the other rooms. Kind of them to have cleaned the house a little prior to my arrival. I was allocated the master bed room as my room. The room was minimal furnished with a single bed, a study table and a dressing table. It was slightly dusty and looked like no one stayed in for months. The built in cabinets were filled with cockroaches droppings and probably another 5 of them lingering around. Thus, began my spree of killing cockroaches.

I was fortunate enough to have my boyfriend , his mom and his uncle accompany me on the day I had to move in to Telupid. They too were speechless when they saw the place. They helped to tidy up the place as much as possible before they left back for Kota Kinabalu.

The first night there I was all alone. I was scared to my bones. I literally cried myself to sleep. Then came the thoughts and questions of life... Am I being punished? Why was I sent here? And so on and so forth. I looked forward to the weekend as I had plans to travel back to the city. That was my only drive for the week.. I started living life week by week, one day at a time. It was tough.. it made me tougher I guess. I had to start occupying my time with reading, surfing, joining my colleagues for badminton games and just making the best out of it. Now, 5 months since I'm there... I'm still trying to fill the void with work, blogging and so forth. :) But at least I know at the end of the day, I'd be going home to a more livable room, re-runs of drama series and to mentally prepare myself for the following day.. and the cycle goes on..  :) 

This is the dining hall... not much to see is there?

The hall... well the television is just for display ^_^ 

The kitchen

And the stairs to the rooms.... 

This the the way to my room.. 

Ta da! My room.. I made it as livable as I possibly could. :)

So there.. that's pretty much how my place looks like from the outside and the inside. But more pictures about my place of work and the clinic coming soon. xoxo.