it's 1.33am. i'm looking at my room and realising how it's actually quite big.
my bookshelf's gone, and so is the little cupboard beside my bed.
it's beginning to look empty.
packing's been a chore, but someone told me that unpacking's gonna be an even bigger pain in the butt. i think i believe her. especially after seeing how much junk i actually own. i wish myself luck.
tonight is the second last night that i'll spend in this room that i've slept in for 13 years and in this house that i've lived in for 21. about half a year ago, we put our house up for sale. to be honest, i had secretly hoped that there wasnt going to be any buyer. but i knew we had to sell it. 3 months ago, someone finally bought it. i then secretly hoped that we wouldnt be able to find another place that quickly. yes, i was secretly selfish.
less than 2 weeks ago, we got the keys to our new rented place.
and this place? my precious sanctuary. my hideout. my boudoir. it's just going to be a place filled with 21 years worth of memories. okay, maybe 16 years, since i cannot remember anything much from the first 5 years.
the day is finally coming. wow, it is real.
boy, am i going to miss this place like crazy.
but SO LONG, WCG!
4 comments:
it was hard when moving out while I was sixteen ... hope you like the new one :)
hi. :)
it was hard, wasnt it?
the new one's alright i guess. i could get used to it(thanks to internet). then again, i'll most probably be moving out in a year. :S
the old one will defintely be the best for sure. no matter where i move to for the rest of my life.
my childhood home.:)
i thought it was WCM! weird creepy man! :p
well whatever it is, he's WEIRD and CREEPY alright! haha
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