Any singles frustrated we cannot get an apartment until 35?

I know the government prioritize married couples because of birth rate etc because if I am the government I will do the same. But restricting singles from getting 2-3 room flats till 35, feels like they don’t give two hoots about us.

And yes the option of buying a condo is there, I have no money for that. Other singles who have toxic parents are renting or putting up with them.

Realistically, can anyone with an economics background explain what will happen if they lower the age of getting an apartment? So I can understand their thought process better.

Netizens’ comments

• Unfortunately, I don’t think we can do much about it. Unless a policy change.
  The revision in starting salaries prompted the increase in CPF contribution ($6000>$8000) thingy. But the income ceiling for singles to entitle for a BTO and grants is still $7000.
  If a fresh uni grad earns $5k already at age 25, then he must not earn more than $6-7k including bonuses each month when he hits 35. (That’s a ten year gap)
  If he’s good and can get a promotion or higher salary job, he couldn’t qualify for BTO cos by then his salary would more likely exceed $7k. But money still not enough for resale/condo at the pace of rising property prices. (Esp now even a 3-room can price up to $400ishk)
  Frustrating for the single and neither poor nor rich enough.
• Priority is definitely heavily for families, especially with the plummeting birth rate.
  I don’t have an economics background, but if they lower the age of getting an apartment, even more people will flood into the BTO application process, which is already insanely crowded at this point because HDB has been dropping the ball on supply for the better part of a decade (presumably to ensure that housing prices keep going up, since that’s important to a lot of Singaporeans who already own a home). They want to drop the application count so that people who really need the place can get it and ideally have children.
• If the age requirement is lowered, demand for HDB Resale flats will surge and you’ll see even higher prices than today. HDB 3-room resale flat at $500,000 will likely be the norm, and only singles earning $6k to $7k per month will be able to afford these flats.

Herein lies the difficulty. Many singles wish that:

1. Maintain or lower resale prices so that it remains within their reach.
2. Able to buy resale flat at an earlier age.

2 and 3 cannot exist in the same universe.

Note: I’m aware that increasing supply will help to exert downward influence on prices. However, at the current rate of BTOs built and land allocated for public housing, it is unlikely to be able to meet the demand generated from the lower age requirement.

My best friend and I got super drunk last weekend and we sucked each other off. We haven’t talked since and it’s really awkward and I think I regret it.

I legitimately don’t know what happened. We’re both straight I think it was the alcohol.

We drank two bottles of cordon bleu in his room and got so messed up I can barely remember it but what I do remember is suddenly our pants were off and we were sucking and jerking each other off.

We fell asleep afterwards then woke up and barely said a word to each other. I thought about texting him or trying to drop by so we can talk about it but I can’t bring myself to.

I’ve been reeling from it and freaking out for days now. I’m 26 years old and have never been interested in other men before or done anything even remotely physical with them before let alone with a good friend so it’s very weird and I don’t know what to do.

Netizens’ comments

• I’m old, I’ve been drunk as a bumper car and not one damn time have I looked at my friend and been like, let’s f. Pretty sure you both got some inhibitions removed. You’re either gay or bi, deal with it.
• The question that needs answered. Did you like it? If so, okay. No problem no new titles just you liked it and all good. Squared away
• I have bad news for you buddy, you guys aren’t “both straight”.
• Just act like it never happened, I did some weird stuff as a kid but it is best if you don’t sweat it.
• You both wanted it to happen so it obviously happened. This BS about not having recollection of how and why it happened is BS.
• Either never talk about it again or never talk to eachother again. If I were in your position, never would be but for the sake of it, I would cut ties entirely.

I (33F) married my husband (35M) after being together for four years. Just after the wedding we experienced a series of tragedies, my mother died unexpectedly and I just fell apart, there was so much pressure dealing with my fathers grief and trying to manage my siblings grief as well.

To make matters worse I was also dealing with going through IVF at the same time, there was just so much sadness as I could never seem to maintain a pregnancy past the first trimester.

Eventually my husband and I stopped communicating effectively and although we were still talking a lot every day I was so lonely.

One day out of the blue my husband told me he didn’t love me anymore and we needed to separate. Little did I know that just a year after we got married he started sleeping with a girl (25F) he met through his job.

A couple of days later I caught him out and he confessed everything to me. He told me he loved her and that I wasn’t exciting, that he couldn’t stand all the sadness in the house anymore. I was absolutely crushed.

It took all my strength but I moved out immediately, tried to start again, even started dating.

Within days of being separated he became desperate, tried everything to win me back, cut off the AP, couples counselling, massive declarations of love, so so many promises of what our lives could be.

He convinced me it was all a mistake born from grief and loneliness and suffering, that the affair had only lasted a few months. (The AP knew all about me and knew he was married).

I took him back for a short time, told him I would give him a proper chance for three months. During this time i changed contraceptives and I fell pregnant.

I couldn’t believe it, I waited to miscarry but my beautiful baby hung in there. I gave birth to the most perfect little boy 9 months later and decided to really give my marriage another chance.

Fast forward three years from the affair, I have a beautiful 18month old son. My husband has done everything he promised and more to try and fix our marriage. I decide to finally get some weird symptoms checked out that stayed after my son was born…they strongly suspect I may have cervical cancer.

Feeling sad I’m hardly doing anything in my job and getting paid for it?

Not gonna disclose any further to avoid risking my profile… but I basically do almost nothing at my job. I’m of course, working at the back-end office side of things but the stuff I can do can pretty much be done in like, one day.

In total, everything can be completed in a week or two. After which I can just kick back and basically, well… do nothing aside from reading emails.

Is this spposed to be normal among anyone else working in an office role? My pay isn’t the best but I hardly spend much anyway so it’s enough to get by.

Netizens’ comments

• you can use the time – provided you can, to look for some side-hustle that you can find fulfillment in. At least the work doesn’t give you stress, you can make use of the spare time to plan for your next gig.
• It’s normal to feel this way. Especially once you get good at your job. Coming from the public service previously, I say don’t rock the boat and just try to look busy. Use the down time either for leisure or upgrade yourself with online courses. There are people who are paid more than you and do lesser as well.
• I used to have a friend who took a after-NS job at one of the telcos. The department receives a list of subscribers that need to be matched and sorted into different buckets to be entered into the system every day. The job usually takes a whole day so they have always hired a temp staff(my friend) to do that. The first day, he did as told. On the second day, he wrote a VBA script to sort the list and upload the file. The job became a 5 minute job so for the 4-5 months he was there, he just logged in the morning, ran his script and did whatever he wanted for the rest of the day.
  On the last day of his work, he showed his boss the script. Her jaw dropped.
• I automated my job so that I only do real work 1 week a month which consist of mostly meetings and follow ups.
  My boss thinks I need 3 days to complete what previously took 6-7 days, but I only take an hour due to improved automation. He never questioned my efficiency after my first attempt at automation (cutting down 50%) of the time needed and I never volunteered the info.
• Truth to be told, it is an enviable position. I was in a similar position and it gave me ample time to focus on graduate studies and certifications.
  Rather than feeling stressed about having too much time, I told myself to enjoy the process because I will probably never have such a lifestyle in my subsequent jobs until retirement.
  This turned out to be true. My subsequent jobs pay higher, but they also entailed greater responsibility and higher workload. I will probably never get that chill working life again, so I look back fondly to those times.

My boyfriend’s mum is really getting to me, and it’s really hard to navigate because she’s actually a really nice person. Help!

My boyfriend lives at home with his parents. His mum is lovely and so welcoming, but she’s *so* unhealthily attached to him.

At first, I thought she was just fussing over him, but it’s way more than that. The first thing I clocked was a few months in when we were having dinner at their house. They were telling me about the family, his siblings and his brother and brother’s girlfriend.

Boyfriend’s mum said the girlfriend had to cut up his food for him when they moved in together because that’s what mum used to do for him.

I laughed because it was clearly a joke about him being a mummy’s boy, yes? No. It turned out yes, this was entirely true.

I realised this when the next week I was round for dinner and mum brought his plate to him, put it on the table and picked up his knife and fork… asking him if he wanted it cutting up. Yes, it was a thing.

Then there’s the other stuff. She takes over any kind of life admin for him, and his siblings who are moved out with families of their own.

Got a letter that needs a phone call making, a reply posting? She’s on it.

Need to call someone about a problem or issue? She’s doing it for you.

Have a driver’s licence or passport problem? She’s doing it.

And I mean she’ll literally hold out her hand when boyfriend gets a letter to open it, read it for him and tell him what she’s going to do.

When he says he’ll do it himself, she gets offended. I was helping him with a form and she said she’d said she’ll do it because she “knows everything about him.”

And here we get to the current situation. His mum uses his bank account for her money. By this, I mean ALL of her monthly payments come out of HIS account, and she’ll pay cash in at the bank to cover it by taking his bank card.

This has caused no end of inconvenience for us making plans or when we’re at my house. It also means we get calls at my house from her, literally taking the last money out of his account until she can get to the bank to replace the money.

She looks at his online banking, looks at his payments and when he’s been spending money, asks what he’s been doing, and it’s so weird and intrusive.

We’ve been making plans for the future, and I gently explained his current situation is harmful to his future finances. He’s bouncing his own payments, and incurring late fees, because she’s using his money, and I said it’s going to be a problem when he (and we) eventually want to buy our own place. His mum refuses to use online banking which has led to this.

I’m starting to feel like I’m third wheeling in their relationship and I really don’t know how to deal with someone who’s incredibly pleasant to me on a day to day basis, but who is so unhealthily attached to her son that it could potentially ruin our relationship.

What shall I do?

I worked at the casino for about three years and I was dealing cards at the stud poker table one fine day. The usual players were there, trying their luck and hoping that tonight would be their lucky night.

A rich tai tai walked over to play a few rounds of stud poker

As I was dealing, a woman walked up to the table. She was clearly wealthy, wearing a designer dress matched with heels. I soon recognised her as a familiar face as she had always visited the casino and had played on my table a few times.

She was betting large amounts of money, and I could tell she was trying to make a big score.

I dealt her the jackpot hand

Little did I know, but I had just dealt her the winning hand. She had hit the jackpot, and the table erupted in cheers. Everyone was congratulating her and offering their congratulations.

I was in shock. I couldn’t believe what had just happened as I had never dealt someone with the jackpot winning hand before.

She had a royal flush, which won her about $580,000.

Told me that she liked me and asked me to be her sugar baby

The hours past and I had completed my shift and left the casino when I bumped into her near the staff exit. She approached me and told me that she was interested in me and said that she wanted to provide for me in return for my time and some S-.

She said that she liked me and wanted to take care of me and provide me with a lifestyle that I had only dreamed of. She offered to pay for my living expenses, provide me with gifts and all I had to do was to treat her like how I would treat a girlfriend and also give her S- when she wants it.

I was hesitant at first, but I eventually decided to accept her offer. I couldn’t believe my luck. I had just dealt a woman the winning hand at the casino and now I was going to be her sugar baby.

It’s been a few months since I became her sugar baby, and it’s been an incredible experience. I’m living a life that I never thought was possible. I’m able to travel, I’m able to pursue my dreams, and I’m living a life of luxury.

A netizen asked online if it is still common to see girls with big neh neh on the streets of Singapore or they have all gone extinct.

He said that he noticed a girl with big neh neh on the train and therefore he was curious to find out more.

Here is what he asked

Is it very rare to see dua liap neh in sg?

Today saw one on MRT. Can see is so big. I bet got E cup. If not at least a D cup. She cross her arm can see so big.

Netizens share what they see and feel

• Saw one personal trainer in my gym… dua liap ni… long time never see so big… immediately harden… and end up turn back to take cold shower…
  
• Those big cup are protected species, got pple fetch using car riao. Where got chance to take MRT?
  
• Other countries many wear super thick push up bra. They r more showy. sg one many like to hide. I hv friends real big but like wear sports bra or baggy blouse. only naked then can c real stuffs
  
• Heng i see n touch dua liaps everyday..my wife is D cup…
  
• Instagram got a lot. Actually there are a lot of “hidden talents” around if you know how to see…
  
• Not really. Came across bui but flat also, worst of both worlds.
  
• Changi airport is world famous for a reason
  
• Sg rare to have dua liap… Maybe genes maybe food…
  
• I see all the middle age uncle plenty dua liap. Bigger than most girls.