A new homeShifting out of hall is a weird experience. The amount of junk and stuff that I have collected over the years is laughable. Somehow a part of me likes to buy stuff, maybe so to feel good. An xbox, a DS, guitar hero guitar and drumset and a real electric guitar are some the collateral damage of my shopping sprees. Maybe cause I never had the chance to own anything that I want, and when I have the means to, well, you know the rest.The amount of clothes is laughable too. The fashion disasters that for some reason I havent thrown away, to the amount of hall clothes that I have collected over my 4 years. I think I can see how I have grown fashion and style wise. And when I see and remember what I wore when I was in my first year, it is...really quite pathetic. So the whole process took a whole day of cleaning, collecting everything and transporting. Luckily I have my family to help out, cause the amount of stuff is equivalent to a small sized family's barang barang. Seriously, when I saw everything, I think i was quite embarrased. I spend too much money on material stuff which I should really cut down. The new home isn't bad. It is quite nice, and at the top level, and near to the MRT. But I guess the real highlight was being with family. Sadly, I think i am starting to fall sick again. Leaving hall means I have to finally let go of my University life, and put it behind me and walk the path of career building and creating a better future. I am not ready, but I guess I should. It's hard to let go sometimes. And maybe I dont want to. But I guess...I have to. Justin ranted at 11:09:00 pm on the |