Reflections: Personal

With the elections over, it is my turn to whine. This, however, has no relevance to whom we voted for. I can only say I like my MP for my area.

James and I applied for BTO for Clementi Crest and sadly, we did not get it. James is a grassroots leader and I thought okay, we might have some chances there. But when the results came out, I thought “okay… Try again next time”.

That was okay until our Permanent Resident friend got it. My face was literally like -___________- “OH REALLY?” I hated very very much how the entire system works because the thought of us not getting it but another non-Singaporean-only-PR got it just turns me off.

But I got over it… Since it’s balloting, it’s fair and square.

Moving on… We kept looking at houses and comparing prices. We had to go for resale because I heard SO many people complaining about them not getting their BTO. Majority tried for 3-4 times but there are people who tried for 7 times or more.

It is just so expensive everywhere. In the past, housing used to only cost 200-300k for a 4 room flat but it is about 100k more right now :/ I don’t see our pay rising a 100k also leh. WHY AH?

Some say housing are quite affordable in Singapore. But what about those who earn 2k and below?? What if the couple only make 5k or less/ month? Still affordable? Although this has no relation to me, I can’t help but feel that EVERYTHING in Singapore is just too expensive for us to live in. Please don’t make life too tough or too unhappy for your people. We are the people/kids of Singapore. We are not machines. If we are already whining, how will the our future generation feel? Sigh.

Okay, back to the main topic. So yeah, we looked around. We found what we wanted but we have yet to make the downpayment and submit an application.

Time seems to be flying by fast because I remember being my dad’s little girl still. I still remember the life in Primary School. Why am I moving on to the next phase of life now? I am afraid of growing old because as I age, my parents grow older. I don’t know how to describe how I feel right now.

I miss us. I miss the carefree days when my parents were just in their late 20s and I could survive with just $1 in my pocket……