Issit All Planned?
I've been looking for a place to rent.. Finally, I've found one that I'm comfortable with.. Further discussions had to carry out to finalize things.. I waited for the answer and to my dismay, the deal didn't pull through.. WHY? Simply 'coz there was a higher offer.. Unfair it may seem 'coz prior to the discussions, I was given the 'shouldn't be a problem' answer. However, out of the blue came a higher offer when they claimed that they weren't in a hurry to rent out the flat and that it has been left vacant for several months.. Bullshit..
Disappointed and lost once again, I felt damn shitty.. I was THIS close to getting my own space.. The day passed and it was in the night that I started chatting with this secondary school mate of mine and found out that she has a room and is thinking of renting out! BINGO! It made my day! I was happy to be able to find a potential room at my favourite place, GHIM MOH!! I was thrilled and looked forward to the deal when suddenly.. *briing* .. an sms came in.
It was my sis-in-law with a simple msg: Dad called to ask you to move back :D.. I teared upon seeing the sms but I don't know where and why the tear came.. More sms-es were exchanged and I cried.. I realized I was so afraid of my own father.. Have the phobia of staying under the same roof with him even though I so miss my home and bedroom.. I told my sis-in-law about this phobia and luckily, she understood how I feel.. Yes, my dad may have given in but can anyone guarantee that no such things will happen again? Who's there to prevent things from happening? In the end, I've decided to head to 207 on Sunday to 'test water' and if all goes well, T&C will have to be drawn clearly.. Wish me luck..
Recalling back, everything seemed to be planned.. I was rejected by the supposed landlord.. Couldn't find a room to rent throughout these weeks that I'm out surviving at Jurong West.. And when I just thought I had a permanent place to stay, an sms has to come in.. Weird isn't it?
If everything goes well, I'd probably go back and try staying with a volcano.. At least, I can save some $ for another rainy day.. It's tough to stay out on your own but I did learn loads of things.. To be able to survive this period of time is all kudos to the uncles & girls that I have around me.. They are simply fantastic! Beyond words to describe this bunch of new friends that I have.. A 'thank you' is not enough to express how I feel.. I'm grateful to be able to know them and have so much fun with them.. *HUGS*
O wellz, time is ticking and it's 0406hrs.. Time to hit the bed (even though I'm already on it).. Gotta work tomolo.. *yawnz*
A part of me wants things to turn out fine but on the other hand, there is a shield around me to prevent any possible hurt.. Only time will tell and help make my decision..
I've been looking for a place to rent.. Finally, I've found one that I'm comfortable with.. Further discussions had to carry out to finalize things.. I waited for the answer and to my dismay, the deal didn't pull through.. WHY? Simply 'coz there was a higher offer.. Unfair it may seem 'coz prior to the discussions, I was given the 'shouldn't be a problem' answer. However, out of the blue came a higher offer when they claimed that they weren't in a hurry to rent out the flat and that it has been left vacant for several months.. Bullshit..
Disappointed and lost once again, I felt damn shitty.. I was THIS close to getting my own space.. The day passed and it was in the night that I started chatting with this secondary school mate of mine and found out that she has a room and is thinking of renting out! BINGO! It made my day! I was happy to be able to find a potential room at my favourite place, GHIM MOH!! I was thrilled and looked forward to the deal when suddenly.. *briing* .. an sms came in.
It was my sis-in-law with a simple msg: Dad called to ask you to move back :D.. I teared upon seeing the sms but I don't know where and why the tear came.. More sms-es were exchanged and I cried.. I realized I was so afraid of my own father.. Have the phobia of staying under the same roof with him even though I so miss my home and bedroom.. I told my sis-in-law about this phobia and luckily, she understood how I feel.. Yes, my dad may have given in but can anyone guarantee that no such things will happen again? Who's there to prevent things from happening? In the end, I've decided to head to 207 on Sunday to 'test water' and if all goes well, T&C will have to be drawn clearly.. Wish me luck..
Recalling back, everything seemed to be planned.. I was rejected by the supposed landlord.. Couldn't find a room to rent throughout these weeks that I'm out surviving at Jurong West.. And when I just thought I had a permanent place to stay, an sms has to come in.. Weird isn't it?
If everything goes well, I'd probably go back and try staying with a volcano.. At least, I can save some $ for another rainy day.. It's tough to stay out on your own but I did learn loads of things.. To be able to survive this period of time is all kudos to the uncles & girls that I have around me.. They are simply fantastic! Beyond words to describe this bunch of new friends that I have.. A 'thank you' is not enough to express how I feel.. I'm grateful to be able to know them and have so much fun with them.. *HUGS*
O wellz, time is ticking and it's 0406hrs.. Time to hit the bed (even though I'm already on it).. Gotta work tomolo.. *yawnz*
A part of me wants things to turn out fine but on the other hand, there is a shield around me to prevent any possible hurt.. Only time will tell and help make my decision..
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