Listen To Your Heart

Unforfunately, it is failing me at the mo. What happened to womanly instincts when you need 'em?

Last night I dreamt. It was a Saturday morning and the demanding bull dog manager called me back to work. He was waiting for me in the office. I took the elevator with a guy, his face unknown. The elevator went up and up. And suddenly, everything blacked out. Down and down it fell. Free fall to nothing. I forgot if I screamed in my sleep.

It has been a real stressful week for me. For the first half of last week I was frantic. Time was running out and I have not found a house. They were either nice but too expensive, or affordable but not habitable. Then on a rainy Wed night, I thought I found the perfect home. Cosy and located right next to a mall, though a mite too far from the mrt station, we have the lrt to compensate for the distance. I listened to my sixth sense and took it; and that is when the real nightmare begun.

A day later, my 3rd housemate backed out for no reason. Despite agreeing to the budget and location in the first place. Her argument was we did not consult her before we signed the contract. Goddamnit, everything of that house fulfilled her conditions and she's giving me the bullshit!! And, she is not paying a cent of our forfeited deposit if we terminate the agreement. Some choice of friends my sister had.

The irony was, my sister was the one who helped her secure a job in Singapore. Coached her interviewing skills, edited her resume, lent her courage, etc. And this is how she repay us. It is not even our f*cking fault because we did communicate everything to her in the first place. Talk about being irresponsible!!

Trust me, I am seething with enough rage to want to barge up to her parents' place and demand that they do something about this whole fiasco. If they refuse.. Well, we will all know where the daughter got those genes from. Either way, I don't lose any more than I already had. Might as well make it difficult for that bitch. I should definitely derive some satisfaction from creating a scene. After all, I'm not the one being insulted here.

Jacob is trying to talk me out of that idea now. Said it's not worth it at all. He doesn't want to bail me out from the station if the parents decide to call the cops on me. He's being sweet lar, but I am still pissed to the tips of my toe nails at the mo. She made my sister upset. She gave my parents a cause for concern. She skewered up my life and expects to walk away from this tangle untouched? Yeah right, bitch.

Newayz, that is spilled milk. I can sob and cry and bawl over it after this. But I still have to mop up the mess right now. To terminate the contract I will lose 2,700 bugs upfront and probably have to go through the agony of house hunting again. To proceed I risk losing up to 7,200 bugs in a year's time if I fail to find a housemate. Market prices are falling as the days go by - which can be both good and bad news to me - depending on which side of the coin I land on. Maybe I should create a poll and collect votes.

In my dream, I escaped the drama with only an ugly bruise on my arm. The guy was unhurt too.

I got another 36 hours to decide. To come up with the next best solution to minimise my losses (if I really have to suffer any). I hope I find the strength and wisdom to pull myself and my sister through this. May dreams come true..

Dreams are a reflection of reality~