Shelter over head

I don’t understand why is it so hard to find a decent home in Singapore. Why has there been a surge of applicants doubling up to the number of units offered. Yes, I know the population has tremendously increased for the few years and somehow everyone is pointing fingers blaming the government for the leniency to foreigners’ entitlement or lack of vision to housing problems. I don’t give a freaking damn about any of it.

It’s really frustrating to be disappointed over and over again when you find out that you didnt get the balloted queue number within the number of units that are available. I think Singapore is the only country that has this stupid balloting system – just saying unless I honestly have better suggestions. Worse of all, every unit is shrinking in size and the price has gotten sky rocketed high. I almost give up hope!

I’m not being ungrateful for what my life has given me or the fact that I still DO have a shelter over my head with mom, but I do want to be able to bring up my kids in my own home. A space where you can enjoy privacy and ownership. I wonder if anyone EVER understands my ranting over this. Sigh.

Me and fiancé are considering resale flat if our next application does not get through and that will be next best alternative to fit both our preference and financial needs.

I’ve been surveying a couple of flats online which carry more than what we ask for with low cash up fronts, ALOT spacious and cost almost the same as BTOs. The only setback about resale flat is you are unlikely to find a house that suits your personal taste or concept and you’ll have to end up paying more for renovation works due to hacking etc. But that is my least worry, really. As long as I have a place to call my own home, I can make do with anything to feel comfortable.

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Vera, the Russian Blue

Vera is turning 1 year old soon. I got her from a pet shop at Holland V, All Breed Pets Shop, about late last year. Believe it or not, I’ve been looking for a Russian Blue for freaking 2 years only to know that this shop carries this breed. They have alot of other popular breeds like the British Shorthair, Norwegian Forest, Maine Coon, Siamese etc.

I know many cat lovers disagree with purchasing cats from pet shops and believe that by adopting strays or one from a shelter will make these felines live better lives because there are cats which had been and/or are living in difficult conditions. They think that all cats should be given the same treatment not based on their fur texture, color or breed characteristics. From the perspective of a catlover myself, i agree and understand their sentiments and concerns but let’s question ourselves again, do cats from petshops really have better quality life than strays? When i visited the petshop again the other day and saw all the gorgeous beautiful cats behind the glass, i said “oh dear..” and i felt.. sad. i wonder if these lovely cats will EVER have a proper home, and how much longer are they gonna be stucked into the routine of being trapped in an enclosed place (i learnt that they are rotated to another place every other week).

The first time i saw Vera and her sister, i half heartedly choose her, only her, and left the other behind. (im so teary now!) later i hated myself for seperating the only family Vera had; her sister. i never went back to the shop for a very long time. i only did once after a petschannel forumer mentioned that someone had bought Vera’s sister and pray that she is also in a better home herself. sigh.

i still feel guilty, though.. 😥

Vera is currently my ultimate obsession (besides the wedding) and i hope that i had been a good carer for her.. I am happy that mom and brother are approving of her and love her just as much as i do.

Vera, on the first day we brought her home.

Vera carried by fiance. She is known to be quite friendly to strangers.

On her new bed which she rarely sleeps in now because she outgrown it.

She was getting used to her new home.. 🙂

Vera was neutered so she had her e collar on.

Quite a playful one she is.

Sleeping on my bed.

22 & 23 Decemeber and beyond

These two dates are days I’m looking forward to this year.

It’s coming to our 8th month officially engaged after our parents met during the previous hari raya visiting. He proposed early last year (or was it late 2010?) at the marina barrage where he surprised me with a “star on my finger” and his homemade pasta. LOL. Not the kind of proposal every girl dreamt of but, yeah, it’s special in its own way and i never complained.

Time passes so fast that i can’t exactly remember what actually took place. The first thing i know we were engaged and now we’re starting to get busy with preparations. But i’m glad to experience this moments with the right man. The kind of man i always dreamt i would end up with. Alhamdulilah.. We had a roguh start to the relationship but that’s another story to be told in another post another day. 🙂

The preps are an ease so far and im aware that as the day comes closer, there will be more things to consider and discuss. That means more confusion and headache. As we know, malay wedding prep is never a straightforward task especially when parents are involved. Fortunately, my mom is pretty considerate and not fussy with my personal wedding theme and plans.

It’s every bride’s fear when things dont go the way as planned during her big day, especially after months of intense efforts put in for the preparations (not forgetting the amount we pay). i learnt from stories that no matter how prepared you are, there will definitely be some hiccups (big or minor). Even if you forsee the problem/s, there is so much you can do because you and your groom will have to put that gorgeous smile for guests. you cant be running elsewhere to fix whatever problem.

On the other hand, whatever happens on the event stays there (although, yes, makciks and pakciks love to comment and brag about food etc. afterwards). Anything beyond is a whole new story altogether. There will be new responsibilties, major changes in decision making, sense of selflessness and awareness. From there on, the word wedding will be replaced by marriage.