Finally a pad

I had always wanted a place facing a golf course, and it finally feels like a dream come true.

I am absolutely taken in by the new apartment. The first thing I do in the morning is run to the balcony and behold the magnificent view, thanking heavens for such good fortune. I can hardly believe I am now the rightful owner of this place. Nevermind the minor damage (and lack of an air-cond).

I actually waited a long long time to own a place to call my own. A ‘bachelor pad’ has finally arrive, although it took so long that I’ve reached an age embarrassing enough to still be a bachelor. Past incidences of buying properties but not being able to live in them did haunt me, though. I kept praying that hopefully this time, hopefully, history won’t repeat itself.

Pa Ma and bro came to view it and mentioned that they thought it was a lovely place. I am rather ashamed to admit that I actually feel a little worried that they might came to stay here a little too often. Handing over the extra keys and access card to Pa actually felt a little disappointing.

Furnishing this place proves a little tougher than I thought. There was just so many things to do and so little time. Although I took a 5-day-leave initially I didn’t actually managed to do much. My body felt like breaking down in the first two days with all the cleaning, and particularly the shopping, I had to visit a massage twice. Although we are surrounded by shopping malls, shopping for furniture and tools prove exhausting with these crazy traffic and screaming kids at the malls.

On top of the euphoria of moving to this charming place, a tinge of melancholia and loneliness persists. Seeing lovely young couples at furniture stores and the malls really made me feel sad. Having to decorate my home by myself, with little input or assistance from anyone (except Pa) sometimes really drags me down.