Thursday, September 23, 2010

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I finally have the keys to my house. I call it house cos it doesn't feel like home yet. I have many ideas for the place but not quite enough money to completely overhaul it. one day at a time. one room at a time. for now, it's livable.

moving is a (delicate ears won't like this word). man, i'm now slowly recovering from the dust invasion in my lungs. i wish i could clap my hands and everything appears in place in the new place.

funny conversations that happen while moving :

a: why don't you pack up half your clothes and move it into the new house first?
e: (blank)... i did. all that's left is only half my clothes.
a: (gawp).


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