Pretty flowers I'd made up my mind to get an apartment, perhaps a condo, by myself. I don't think the whole apply-for-hdb-with-your-spouse thingy's gonna work for me, purely because I'm not the kind who can stay cocksure of things between a r/s while the contractors take their time building the flat. And neither do I want to be exiled to the tip of the island at Sengkang or Puonggol. So after making up my mind, I was happier. Even though it meant that pp will have no obligation to share that apartment/life with me ten years down the road. But at least I had a backup plan to take care of myself. =) However, recently I see little changes in our r/s. Subtle touching changes. Pp just told me how much he's saving/investing each month. He just shared his deliberation of sticking to riding bikes in the long term. He pointed out that perhaps I could try using "I think" instead of being so sure of what I was saying each time (even though I was smoking my ass throug...