He does not stand up for me. I don't feel protected.

Budget planning. Not worth a second thought?

It feels like I'm forcing things my way with the pushing of a wedding budget. I suppose the fact that the BTO flat will not be ready until 2016 just means that we have 3 long years to do things slowly. But he doesn't realize that 3 years isn't a very long time to do the necessary research to come out with a wedding budget.

It's upsetting.

He doesn't realize that a wedding venue has to be booked a year in advance, a wedding dress custom made takes a year of fittings to get right and a wedding in Singapore takes years to save up for.

I know in my heart he is the one. That even if Eileen throws a bunch of pilots in my face, I wouldn't waiver, even if a future teller told me he would be wheel chair ridden for the next half of his life, or that I'll risk getting defective babies with him, or getting his Hepatitis should we sex. 

I don't give a shit if these happened. Be side I love him. 

But I wish he knew these facts. The fact that we live in Singapore and that nothing is cheap except labour, and that if he has no intention of planning ahead with me, we'll be stuck scrambling for an event that will only happen once in a lifetime for most. (Ok, maybe 50%, due to rising divorce rates and Muslim marriages.) 

He doesn't realize that it's every girl's dream to have a perfect wedding and for that one day feel like a princess. (Ok, I don't want to be a Princess. I want to be Queen.) 

Sigh.

I'm not a stick pole size 0. I can't possibly fit into a rental gown. Customization would prolly have to be done. I don't want to risk looking like a meat dumpling and have pictures taken looking like one that I'll have to hang in my room till the day I die.

:(

I know I haven't found a new job. But that takes time. He said it himself that he would rather I find the right job and be happy than the wrong one and get depressed all over again. But he doesn't realize that he's the one depressing me. Pushing and nagging me to find a job while I'm doing my crucial last paper. 

I wish I had someone to guide me career wise. I'm so phobic of working for SMEs. Bad experiences scare me.

I just want to hide in a cave and never come out.

Depression eats me.

We have finally found our BTO flat. After a few long month's wait, it is finally ours!

I was so afraid that we wouldn't be able to get the unit of our choice after the disappointment of losing Compassvale Mast due to the ridiculous numbers of applicants.

=/

But at least we got Rivervale Delta,which isn't too bad, with nearby amenities for us in the future.

The stress of having to keep working just to support this pathetic little box that we call home is crazy.

I'm happily jobless and enjoying the last few weeks of my freedom as a student before I start my new job search with (finally!) a degree.

It's a tick off my to do list soon.

=)

Renovation costs seems crazy now. I'll have to do more research in this area and start planning our future.

I just wish he will work towards this goal with me. His slack nature makes me panic a million times more sometimes because I'm afraid he has no idea how major this is. 

It's now all about the money. 

And I'm still waiting for my dream ring...