I just read Chicken Soup for the Soul - Count Your Blessings.
Fantastic! What I'm going through is nothing worst than what others are going through. ;)
Still, I would like to compile and share this exciting journey of moving for 4 times in a year. And also some things I've learnt.
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For privacy purpose, no names and addresses are revealed here. All these are written using all incidents I can remember, the purpose for this entry is to create awareness on issues about renting room. Thank you.
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One. (April)
It started off when I opened the window in living room because of the musty air in it. He was angry with me so he scolded me. But it did not stop there. Alot commotions went on for several days, he threw all of our shoes that we put outside into our room, then threw my washed laundry, etc. Luckily I have a loud voice, which makes him stopped all the insanity.
At first, we already heard something from the neighbours about the owners. But we chose not to believe first, until all his strange behaviours sufficed. I even said to my mate, even if its real, I sympathise them because rental fee is their only survival tool... To think I was so bold. In the end, he asked us to leave.
Luckily this man was sane enough to return us our deposits, all thanks to my mate and the agent. I give thanks to this experience that opened my eyes on what we have to take note while living under the owner's roof. All thanks to my roommate who'd shared with me so much during the stay. After that, we chose to live separately.
So, before you rent a room from owner, make sure you check their I/C numbers with HDB whether is there any complaints, and also check your instinct. And also, make sure that you or the Agent had checked with the neighbours about this owner. Especially those who had stayed for very long time.
Two. (May)
It is a fantastic place which I love it at first sight that I took it immediately but after that I felt regret. Next I pushed away the feelings of regrets.
I started to get extremely busy with works when I settled down which I will call it home. It is a home, because of the interactions between the family. Warm, eventful, peaceful and harmony. When I moved in I realised that the son did not have a room. I thought he resided in another room, but it was vacant by a couple. The owner only informed me about that after I moved in.
I never bother about it. There's some chemistry between me and this home, it made me felt so happy naturally that I started to venture in many things... The family is hospitable and easy to chat.
Problems arised when the exams are nearing. So the son need a room to study, I have to move out. I tried to understand. The mum would sure worry about the son. The son would worry about his results because he is an outstanding student in school, and this time it is preparing for 'Ó' Level.
At first, she wanted me to leave within a week after my oversea trip. What a bad time to tell me this bad news when I was so exhausted. But I negotiated for more time to stay before I move. When it was nearing, I knew something will happen, and I can't move on the date 1st Sept. So, I push the moving date a week later. This time the negotiation took several days with the mum and son. In the end I was quite angry when they still did'nt want to extend just a week even after I begged them profusely. I think I said something spiteful which was out of my mind, then they allowed. Relieved~
So last minute, my first week of September was filled with many activities and there was a rare opportunity for me to go oversea for 3 days which I was only informed 2 days before the trip... Immediately after the trip, I finally moved. Also felt very sad when leaving because I have to leave some of the kindest people I ever met.
Overall, I am really extremely grateful towards the family who had treated me like one of them.
I have learnt from the father: Be contented with what we have, and always be generous if you want to be rich and happy. (Because his favourite words are: "Anything la!" "Give you, I don't need." "Do you have enough? Give you more food.") Sometimes, he cooked too much so he asked me to help finish up.
I learnt from the mother and son: Be firm with what you want and persevere, but also make sure you look at the whole picture of the situation, kindness and understanding are still needed.
So, from this overall scene, we must make sure that there are enough rooms for all the family members before moving in. But I am glad to have stayed with them for those few months. Meaningful, interesting and exciting.
Three. (Sept)
By then I was a party goer and a nocturnal being. I was miserable inside. Everything I do and say seems so wrong.
Now then I realised so. So that's why, I strictly agree that a time for oneself is extremely important. Always put health the priorty before you regret.
This time, the room is spacious! But my room's always in a mess. A bad incident: the male owner enter my room infront of my eyes. So I was utterly disappointed. No keys for the room too. OK, in that case, I leave my things unpack... That's why always in a mess.
So moved after a month. Overall, they are very good people. But the man enter my room without telling me is a total disturbance to me.
From here, I think make sure that there are keys for your room, for prevention of things lost and easy trespassing.
Four (Oct)
The present one.
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For privacy purpose, no names and addresses are revealed here. All these are written using all incidents I can remember, the purpose for this entry is to create awareness on issues about renting room. Thank you.
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Good night, dear World.
Fantastic! What I'm going through is nothing worst than what others are going through. ;)
Still, I would like to compile and share this exciting journey of moving for 4 times in a year. And also some things I've learnt.
-------
For privacy purpose, no names and addresses are revealed here. All these are written using all incidents I can remember, the purpose for this entry is to create awareness on issues about renting room. Thank you.
-------
One. (April)
It started off when I opened the window in living room because of the musty air in it. He was angry with me so he scolded me. But it did not stop there. Alot commotions went on for several days, he threw all of our shoes that we put outside into our room, then threw my washed laundry, etc. Luckily I have a loud voice, which makes him stopped all the insanity.
At first, we already heard something from the neighbours about the owners. But we chose not to believe first, until all his strange behaviours sufficed. I even said to my mate, even if its real, I sympathise them because rental fee is their only survival tool... To think I was so bold. In the end, he asked us to leave.
Luckily this man was sane enough to return us our deposits, all thanks to my mate and the agent. I give thanks to this experience that opened my eyes on what we have to take note while living under the owner's roof. All thanks to my roommate who'd shared with me so much during the stay. After that, we chose to live separately.
So, before you rent a room from owner, make sure you check their I/C numbers with HDB whether is there any complaints, and also check your instinct. And also, make sure that you or the Agent had checked with the neighbours about this owner. Especially those who had stayed for very long time.
Two. (May)
It is a fantastic place which I love it at first sight that I took it immediately but after that I felt regret. Next I pushed away the feelings of regrets.
I started to get extremely busy with works when I settled down which I will call it home. It is a home, because of the interactions between the family. Warm, eventful, peaceful and harmony. When I moved in I realised that the son did not have a room. I thought he resided in another room, but it was vacant by a couple. The owner only informed me about that after I moved in.
I never bother about it. There's some chemistry between me and this home, it made me felt so happy naturally that I started to venture in many things... The family is hospitable and easy to chat.
Problems arised when the exams are nearing. So the son need a room to study, I have to move out. I tried to understand. The mum would sure worry about the son. The son would worry about his results because he is an outstanding student in school, and this time it is preparing for 'Ó' Level.
At first, she wanted me to leave within a week after my oversea trip. What a bad time to tell me this bad news when I was so exhausted. But I negotiated for more time to stay before I move. When it was nearing, I knew something will happen, and I can't move on the date 1st Sept. So, I push the moving date a week later. This time the negotiation took several days with the mum and son. In the end I was quite angry when they still did'nt want to extend just a week even after I begged them profusely. I think I said something spiteful which was out of my mind, then they allowed. Relieved~
So last minute, my first week of September was filled with many activities and there was a rare opportunity for me to go oversea for 3 days which I was only informed 2 days before the trip... Immediately after the trip, I finally moved. Also felt very sad when leaving because I have to leave some of the kindest people I ever met.
Overall, I am really extremely grateful towards the family who had treated me like one of them.
I have learnt from the father: Be contented with what we have, and always be generous if you want to be rich and happy. (Because his favourite words are: "Anything la!" "Give you, I don't need." "Do you have enough? Give you more food.") Sometimes, he cooked too much so he asked me to help finish up.
I learnt from the mother and son: Be firm with what you want and persevere, but also make sure you look at the whole picture of the situation, kindness and understanding are still needed.
So, from this overall scene, we must make sure that there are enough rooms for all the family members before moving in. But I am glad to have stayed with them for those few months. Meaningful, interesting and exciting.
Three. (Sept)
By then I was a party goer and a nocturnal being. I was miserable inside. Everything I do and say seems so wrong.
Now then I realised so. So that's why, I strictly agree that a time for oneself is extremely important. Always put health the priorty before you regret.
This time, the room is spacious! But my room's always in a mess. A bad incident: the male owner enter my room infront of my eyes. So I was utterly disappointed. No keys for the room too. OK, in that case, I leave my things unpack... That's why always in a mess.
So moved after a month. Overall, they are very good people. But the man enter my room without telling me is a total disturbance to me.
From here, I think make sure that there are keys for your room, for prevention of things lost and easy trespassing.
Four (Oct)
The present one.
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For privacy purpose, no names and addresses are revealed here. All these are written using all incidents I can remember, the purpose for this entry is to create awareness on issues about renting room. Thank you.
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Good night, dear World.
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