My boyfriend and I had just booked our flights to Bangkok for a two-week holiday. We were both very excited, but when my boyfriend told me he had booked a flight in economy class, I was not pleased. I had always wanted to try out business class and I was determined to get a seat in it.

My boyfriend was a bit taken aback by my insistence, but he understood how important it was to me and agreed to let me try to find a business class ticket.

I spent the entire day researching different airlines and routes. I eventually found a great deal from one of the airlines that would allow me to fly business class for the same price as my boyfriend’s economy ticket.

I was elated and quickly told him to book the ticket.

My boyfriend, however, was not as pleased. He was worried about the cost and told me that he would rather just pay for the economy ticket and fly first class himself. He felt that it would be more cost-effective and that I could use the money I saved to buy something else for the trip.

At first, I was a bit taken aback by his suggestion. I was so excited to fly a business class that I didn’t want to give it up. But after thinking about it, I realized that my boyfriend was right. We could both fly first class and I could use the money I saved to buy something more meaningful for the trip.

When we arrived at the airport, my boyfriend was upgraded to business class and I was downgraded to economy class. As I stepped onto the plane, I couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous of my boyfriend.

He did it intentionally, should I break up with him?

I recently got into an argument with my boyfriend after I told him that he was being childish for playing Pokémon.

I had been trying to spend some quality time together, but he was completely fixated on his phone, playing some type of game. I asked him what he was doing, and he told me he was playing Pokémon. I couldn’t believe it – he was in his late twenties and was still playing a game for children!

I told him that he needed to grow up and stop playing such childish games. He didn’t take it well and started to get defensive. He said that he enjoyed playing the game and that it was his form of relaxation. I could understand that, but I still thought it was silly for someone his age to be playing a children’s game.

He then asked me what I would rather he be doing instead.

I jokingly said that he should play my “oyster” instead and while I was only joking, he didn’t take it well. He started to get really angry and said that I was being disrespectful and that he wasn’t some kind of toy.

I tried to explain that I didn’t mean any harm and that I was only joking, but he wasn’t having any of it. He said that I had crossed a line and that I was being inappropriate. He then stormed off and I was left feeling confused and embarrassed.

At the time, I didn’t really understand why he was so angry. It was only later that I realised that in his mind, I had just compared him to a toy. He thought I was saying that he was no better than a child’s toy, and that he wasn’t worth spending quality time with.

While I can understand why he was offended, I still think he overreacted. I was only joking, and I never meant to hurt him. I think he needs to understand that not everything is a personal attack and that it’s okay to laugh at ourselves sometimes.

I was born and raised in Singapore, and I have never ventured too far from home. Growing up, I had the usual dreams of falling in love and getting married, but I never expected that my life would take the turn it has.

My fiancée was from Hong Kong. When we got engaged, I was ecstatic, but I soon found out that my fiancée had some unusual views on marriage.

Since she was from Hong Kong, she had her own unique set of traditions. One of the most important ones was that the groom should give all of his money and assets to the bride. At first, I was taken aback by this. While it wasn’t something I was used to in Singapore, I wanted to make her happy so I agreed to it.

It was only after I had transferred all my assets to my fiancée that I started to feel uneasy. I began to worry that she had taken advantage of me.

After all, I had no control over my money and assets anymore. I was now completely dependent on her.

My worry was validated when I heard from my friends that Hong Kong people have a tradition of using the groom’s money to buy gifts for the bride’s family.

I was shocked and angry. I felt like I had been tricked into giving away all of my hard-earned money. I was so upset that I considered cancelling the wedding.

My fiancée must have sensed my distress because she quickly assured me that she would not be using my money for anyone else. She said that she was only following the tradition of her people and that she had no intention of taking advantage of me. She also promised to be a good steward of my money and assets.

In the end, I decided to go ahead with the wedding. However, I was still wary of my fiancée and her motives. To make sure that she wasn’t taking advantage of me, I made sure to keep a close eye on our finances. I also told her that she should not use my money for anything that I did not agree to.

I’m the luckiest man in Singapore, and I’m not even exaggerating this. It all started when I met my beautiful girlfriend, Sarah (fake name of course), four months ago.

We hit it off from the start, and our relationship has been growing ever since. It has been the most blissful period of my life. I’m so in love with her that I can’t imagine life without her.

But last week, something amazing happened that made me feel like the luckiest man in Singapore. Sarah said she was willing to share me with her friend, which meant I would have two girlfriends at the same time!

I was completely taken aback by her suggestion.

I had always been told that having multiple girlfriends was a bad idea, and that it would only end in disaster. But Sarah’s suggestion was different. She had already discussed it with her friend, and they both wanted to make it work.

Sarah said that she and her friend had talked about it and came to the conclusion that they wanted to try it out. They both wanted to be with me and they thought that this was a great way to do it.

At first, I was a bit hesitant. I mean, it’s not something that you hear about every day. But, after talking it out with Sarah, I was convinced that it could work. We talked about how we would set boundaries and make sure that no one felt left out or neglected.

We also agreed that it was important to talk about our feelings and be honest with each other.

Now, I’m the luckiest man in Singapore! I’m in a happy and healthy relationship with two amazing women. We spend time together doing activities such as going to the movies, out for dinner, or just hanging out. We also make sure to have time alone, so that everyone can have some quality time with each other.

And of course during night time is the best.

My best friend has the most unique “beauty”: she has a unibrow. When I first met her, I was surprised. It was not something I had seen before.

My friend had always had a unibrow, but it wasn’t until she hit poly that she started to get teased for it. She was made fun of and her peers would call her names. This made her self-conscious and she started to consider waxing or shaving it off.

But then, she had an epiphany. She realized that she didn’t need to change her appearance in order to fit in. She realized that it was her inner beauty that mattered, not her physical appearance.

My friend decided that she was going to embrace her unibrow and she began to walk around like a Wookie, proud of her uniqueness. She even started to tell people that they “must believe in inner beauty” in order to truly be beautiful. I admired her strength and confidence.

At first, I thought my friend was being noble and admirable, but then I started to think that maybe she was just being ignorant. She was telling everyone that inner beauty is more important than physical appearance, but then she was also telling them that they shouldn’t change their appearance to fit in. It seemed like she was telling people to accept themselves, but then also telling them not to conform.

I was torn. I wanted to be supportive of my friend, but I also felt like maybe she was being a bit naive.

I wanted her to be happy, but I also wanted her to understand that sometimes it is necessary to make changes in order to fit in. I wanted her to know that there was nothing wrong with changing her appearance if she wanted to.

My friend and I had lots of long conversations about this topic. I tried to make her see that sometimes it is necessary to change certain aspects of ourselves in order to fit in. I told her that she didn’t have to change her appearance, but if she wanted to, she shouldn’t be ashamed of it.

She eventually agreed that it was ok to make changes if she wanted to, but she still insisted that inner beauty was what mattered most.

She finally gave in after her other friends started to have boyfriends and she could not find any.

As a 35-year-old single man, I had always been interested in meeting more women.

But let’s face it, it’s not easy to find the right girl. So when I saw a post on a forum discussing the idea of renting out your room to Malaysian women, I thought it was a great opportunity to meet more girls.

I wanted to take advantage of the market for renting out rooms, but I had a different idea. Instead of renting out my room to just any tenant, I wanted to rent it out exclusively to Malaysian women.

I figured that this would be a great way to meet more women and potentially even get some free specials. Of course, I knew that this could be a risky move. After all, I would be inviting strange women into my home and I didn’t want them to take advantage of me.

I decided to take the plunge and post an ad on a local classifieds website. I specified that I was looking for Malaysian women who were willing to rent my room.

I made sure to clearly state that it was only for women and the rental is going to be dirt cheap.

The response I got was overwhelming. I was flooded with emails from Malaysian women who were interested in renting my room. Most of them were students or working professionals who were looking for a place to stay in Singapore.

Some of the women I spoke to were very attractive, and I could tell that they were interested in me. I was tempted to take advantage of the situation and ask for “SPECIAL” favors in exchange for the accommodation, but I resisted the urge. I figured that it was better to be safe than sorry, and I didn’t want to ruin my reputation.

It took me a few weeks to find the perfect tenant. In the end, I settled on a 25-year-old Malaysian woman who was studying at a nearby university. She had a nice personality and I could tell that she was genuine. We agreed on a rental agreement and she moved in shortly thereafter.

It has now been a few months since my tenant moved in, and I’m glad to say that it has been a great experience. The rent is paid on time and she’s been very respectful of my property. Most importantly, I’ve been able to get to know more Malaysian women and I’m very happy with the arrangement.

Who knows, I might even find my future wife!

It all started one night at a bar in Boat Quay. I was out with some friends and we had just finished a few rounds of drinks. That’s when I overheard a conversation between two strangers.

One of them was bragging about how he had just become rich by investing in a bar business. He said he had backed the bar and that it was doing really well.

I knew right away that this was too good to be true. After all, I had been in the bar industry for a long time and

I knew that starting a successful bar business wasn’t that easy. I was skeptical, but I decided to keep my mouth shut and just listen to the conversation.

The man went on to tell everyone that he was now a millionaire. He said he had made his money by investing in a successful bar business and that he was now living the life of luxury. He also said that he had hired a team of professionals to manage the bar, so he didn’t have to do any of the work himself.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I knew for a fact that running a bar business was a lot of hard work and that it was not something that could be done overnight. I wanted to call him out and tell him that he was lying, but I didn’t want to cause a scene. So I just kept quiet and hoped that no one would believe him.

Unfortunately, that didn’t happen. People started to buy into his story and soon enough, Everyone wanted to know how he had become so rich so quickly.

SCAMMER

I knew that the only way to prove that he was lying was to investigate the bar business. So I decided to do some digging and see if I could find out the truth. After a few days of research, I finally discovered that the bar business he was talking about didn’t actually exist. It was all a big lie.

I was relieved that I had been able to uncover the truth, but I was also disappointed. I had been hoping that this man had actually found success in the bar business and that his story was true. But instead, it had all been a big lie.

 I used to live in a HDB flat. It was a very peaceful neighbourhood, with a great view of the city skyline. The neighbours were friendly and we all got along well.

That all changed when my new neighbour moved in. He was a DIY enthusiast who was determined to make all the improvements himself. He would often be heard hammering away and drilling holes into the walls.

At first, I thought this was a good thing. After all, I was happy to see someone taking pride in his home and doing it himself. However, the noise levels quickly got out of control. He would be drilling and hammering at all hours of the day and night, and it was incredibly disruptive.

I tried to be patient, but it soon became unbearable. I would have to close my windows and turn up the volume on the television just to drown out the noise. It was impossible to relax or concentrate on anything.

After months of this, I finally reached breaking point. I decided to approach my neighbour and politely ask him to stop the drilling and hammering. I was met with a hostile response.

He told me that he was an expert in DIY and that I had no right to interfere.

Drill for effing 6 months still cannot complete, what kind of expert is he?

At this point, I realised that he had no intention of stopping what he was doing. I decided to take matters into my own hands and call the HDB to report the noise pollution. They sent an inspector to investigate the situation and they agreed that it was excessive.

The inspector issued a warning to my neighbour and told him to stop the drilling and hammering. He complied and the noise levels returned to normal. However, I was still left with the feeling that it was wrong of him to have done this in the first place.

If you are thinking of buying an HDB flat, my advice would be to go in with your eyes open. If you can’t afford to renovate, then don’t buy an HDB flat.

It’s not worth the stress and disruption caused by noisy neighbours who think they are DIY experts.

Should I stay or go back?

Im married with a 3yo daughter but I’ve fallen for a married man who has a 10yo daughter. He still lives with the wife, but they’ve stayed separate room for more than 10 years. They don’t even talk now, basically 0 interaction. The reason they are still holding on is their child.

We are in r/s for almost 1year now, while I’m planning on divorce with my partner. For him, he said he will stay on until the child finish PSLE in 2yrs to minimise the impact on her.

His wife has been meeting another guy way before we are together. Went out dating during Covid restrictions, during weekend while he takes care of their daughter and even during valentines last month. She’s not working but supported by the husband since they are married. Unlimited spending on ccard, monthly allowance and shopping spree. While he’s not well to do, he tried to support her spending even until his saving dried up.

She takes care of the daughter during weekday, cooks dinner for her but did not cook for the husband. she’s quite a control freak as well, dictating how the husband and kid should live everyday.

For me, I’ve been with my partner for more than 14years since study. He was abusive previously, with few incidents becoming violent, hitting me until I bled, called police. But since I walked out from the house and stay alone, he really did changed and been trying very hard to get me back. Sending food to my office, bought me flowers and care for me through calls and messages. He also takes care of our daughter very well on his own now. Basically a changed man.

Now I’m in a dilemma if I should go back to my husband or stay in this r/s. I feel that I’ve lost the feeling and love for my husband but he’s now really a caring father and husband. Will he change again if I go back? And what ever he is doing now is just wayang to get me back?

I really love my bf. We talked about future together, and shared with each other our daily lives. He was my supervisor, and after we are together, he found another job for me so we won’t be working in the same company. He’s 10yrs older than me but this makes our r/s very matured, not the lovey dovey couple kind. However this also gives me doubt if he’s just looking for someone to be at his side to take care of his child once he’s divorced, and not really because he loves me.

I met his daughter many times and she really likes me too, even told me I’m like her mother, and better. I can sense that she has a lot of resentment towards her mother. Only 10yo, yet she ever asked the father to divorce the mom and wanna stay with the dad. However, my bf has no interest about my daughter at all. This makes me hesitated. When we’re discussing about future, my daughter was never mentioned.

Am I considered a homewrecker?

they already have their issue before I’m in the picture, but I still feel the guilt everytime I see their daughter. I also feel sorry towards my own daughter for leaving her. Im in such a mess. A failure in life. What should I do?