Moving In.

This past couple months had been really hectic. I just moved into a new rented house and i'm not living in my boarding house any longer. There are many things to pack, many things to throw at garbage. As it goes, when i packed some old stuffs it kinda bring back some old memories which give happy and sad feel at the same time..

There are some memories that i want to keep. Some things make me smile just by seeing them. I just re-arranged my file holder when i found my old drawing. It was reallybad. LOL. Then i found another drawings, my design. Yes, i used to have a dream as a fashion designer. I draw a lot but it was bad. It was really bad.

I found my test and exam paper when i was in Junior High. Looking at those marks now seems like it was so easy to achieve. Nowadays everything just getting harder in college *for sure*

Sweet Seventeen Invitation. Since i kept all of them because most of them are really nice, while re-arranging i kinda miss the atmosphere of it. The games, polonaise, photobooth, dinner, dresscode, suprises, doorprize, disco time. Too bad, i'm getting older now.. Hahaha.

But i can't keep everything forever. There are a lot of things i need to throw. Those memories. It's the same like in this live, you only want to keep the good ones and leave the bad ones unless you want to keep the garbage.

My room is like a mess now. Sometimes i get slightly mad at my Mom, she's the one who ask me to keep my room neat yet she put a lot of stuffs in my room. Mom please let my room at least only filled with my stuffs, not anyone's stuffs! It's irritating. I also want a clean and neat room though..

When you move, there must be something to erase, to leave. Like in this reality, when you try to move on, there must be something to erase, something to leave..