Eugene the (Mindless) Optimist sounded so depressed just now.. it was heart wrenching. He kept talking about the unfair nation, our bleak future and how he can take his revenge on those (I think he meant HDB) responsible for our plight.
We've been trying to ballot for a new flat since last year. And this time round, as 3rd-timers, he was so so so so sure we'd get a Commonwealth flat. I did warn him that with our lousy queue number (better than last time, but still lousy), we'd probably get nothing in the end again, and it'd be better if we didn't get our hopes too high. Aaah.. Pessimist Pan, he said and waved me off. He brought us to recce our future home and we even talked about what we could buy from Sheng Shiong, the ah pek supermarket, to prepare his favorite ah pek dinner. It's bad, developing feelings for something which you're not sure if it's really going to be yours for long... like a new boyfriend, or a pet fish. We sank too deep.
We have the dream, like all the not-so-rich-but-geh-kiang-wan-to-be-married couples have, the dream of a nice little place of our own, just right smack beside the MRT station- so we don't have to get a car so soon, hence also doing our part to save the earth by preserving its depleting fossil fuels and not contributing to global warming (>_<). Commonwealth was the perfect place to realise this dream.
Then when I told him just now that a friend of mine, a 1st timer, managed to get the flat, he was so upset.
"This just means we're destined for elsewhere better," I told him.
"Where, Prophet Pan?"
"Which ever place we're getting next time. "
"When is next time?"
"When we are richer and have the money for a resale flat... condo... or landed... heh..."
"Ok. So that's when we're... 35? Good. We'll have the money to buy that. But will we have the money to buy the time we would've lost?"
Unfortunately, Prophet Pan doesn't have an answer....
What happened to my Optimist???? :(
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