We will be flying back to Singapore tomorrow morning.
These few days I have been very emotional as I looked around this little apartment which has been our warm, little home for the past few months. I felt an urge to tear as I know I'm not gonna be back here again.
To be frank, I dun feel like going back to Singapore. (To family and friends, please dun misunderstand. I miss you guys and am glad that I can have gatherings with you all.) There are just too many reality issues to face.
Once back in Singapore, hubby and I will be staying in our parents home first, so we won't be staying together. We really love the feeling of having our own home. Our BTO? I think it will only be ready in 4 to 5 months time, so meanwhile, just have to endure another 4 to 5 months lo. With a flat, means we will carry the HDB housing loan for the next 25 years, so we cannot be out of job until we are old due to this huge liability.
So many things to settle about our wedding banquet. Sad to say, wedding should be a happy occasion but all the preparation for the banquet where our friends stand only around 20% of the guests, I am really not so enthusiastic about it. That's the problem with traditional wedding banquet, it's for the parents, not for the couple.
Did I mention that my parents actually asked me to get pregnant asap when my wedding banquet is over? Please give me a break, I'm just not ready to have kids. I hate such nagging.
I guess the part which I will enjoy the most should be the pre-wedding photo-shoot, because it's just the two of us involve and it's for us. That's something which I'm looking forward to! Next Friday will be it! I hope Feline Bridal wont mess it up.
Of course, there are also other reality issues that arise, like whether I still have a job in my previous company or do I have to look for new job, and return to the mundane dread Mondays, love Fridays life. Morning squeeze MRT with black face and being coop up doing things that I dun enjoy until evening for another dunno how many donkey years.
The thought of all these make me feel like I am being thrown from my sweet dream with lots of freedom back to the sad and restrictive reality. Oh right, not to mention the squeezy MRT, shopping centers, hot and humid weather, and the stupid super duper expensive COE which makes it impossible for us to have a car after my hubby's current car is scraped.
No more weekend trips to nearby towns with beautiful scenery.
Oh well, that sucks.
But still, gotta give credit to hubby for bringing me here, letting me experience something which I would never have experience if I am still stuck in Singapore. Going to places where we will never explore if not for being here. And this blog, I dun think I will start a blog if I am still in Singapore holding a full time job. This happy and wonderful year in Italy will always be in my memory. Thank you hubby.
Ciao, Italia.. :'(
These few days I have been very emotional as I looked around this little apartment which has been our warm, little home for the past few months. I felt an urge to tear as I know I'm not gonna be back here again.
To be frank, I dun feel like going back to Singapore. (To family and friends, please dun misunderstand. I miss you guys and am glad that I can have gatherings with you all.) There are just too many reality issues to face.
Once back in Singapore, hubby and I will be staying in our parents home first, so we won't be staying together. We really love the feeling of having our own home. Our BTO? I think it will only be ready in 4 to 5 months time, so meanwhile, just have to endure another 4 to 5 months lo. With a flat, means we will carry the HDB housing loan for the next 25 years, so we cannot be out of job until we are old due to this huge liability.
Did I mention that my parents actually asked me to get pregnant asap when my wedding banquet is over? Please give me a break, I'm just not ready to have kids. I hate such nagging.
I guess the part which I will enjoy the most should be the pre-wedding photo-shoot, because it's just the two of us involve and it's for us. That's something which I'm looking forward to! Next Friday will be it! I hope Feline Bridal wont mess it up.
Of course, there are also other reality issues that arise, like whether I still have a job in my previous company or do I have to look for new job, and return to the mundane dread Mondays, love Fridays life. Morning squeeze MRT with black face and being coop up doing things that I dun enjoy until evening for another dunno how many donkey years.
The thought of all these make me feel like I am being thrown from my sweet dream with lots of freedom back to the sad and restrictive reality. Oh right, not to mention the squeezy MRT, shopping centers, hot and humid weather, and the stupid super duper expensive COE which makes it impossible for us to have a car after my hubby's current car is scraped.
No more weekend trips to nearby towns with beautiful scenery.
Oh well, that sucks.
Ciao, Italia.. :'(
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