It's the little things
Moving on Tuesday back to Queenstown ONCE AGAIN. A year ago I moved from there to Choa Chu Kang, NOW I'M MOVING BACK HAHA.
Okay I hate moving because I hate packing. Then again, packing SOME things are rather interesting. I realised my bookshelf, after I moved from queenstown to here, didn't have much books. It held more of...things that I've came to acquire in school, some random day out in some random place or just something given to me.
I found the white mask and the pair of white gloves we used last year for our prom performance. I found a thick stack of bus tickets that I've collected since god-knows-when, some of them are already yellow. I found two polaroid photos taken with some of gozobomo in my study room. I found some of my baby photos. I found photos taken during my 12th birthday at the ice skating rink nicely wrapped in tracing paper meant to be given to Harold and Keef which I've no idea why I forgot to do so. I found two plasticine models of my teeth before and after putting on braces. I found the huge bottle of peanuts and black beans that s75 gave me in J1 after Dancenight hahaha. I found many letters/notes given during dancenight/after fac comm/birthday.
Sometimes it's the little things that hold the greatest memories (which is why I always find it hard to decide what I want to and what I don't want to throw away HAHAHA -> the reason why I hate packing)
Anyways, I've decided I'm gonna take out as little things as possible from the boxes after I've moved JUST IN CASE MY PARENTS SUDDENLY CHU PATTERN AND DECIDE TO MOVE AGAIN THEN I'LL BE 999999% STEADY BOM PIPI TO MOVE WITHOUT MUCH PACKING HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE
Okay I hate moving because I hate packing. Then again, packing SOME things are rather interesting. I realised my bookshelf, after I moved from queenstown to here, didn't have much books. It held more of...things that I've came to acquire in school, some random day out in some random place or just something given to me.
I found the white mask and the pair of white gloves we used last year for our prom performance. I found a thick stack of bus tickets that I've collected since god-knows-when, some of them are already yellow. I found two polaroid photos taken with some of gozobomo in my study room. I found some of my baby photos. I found photos taken during my 12th birthday at the ice skating rink nicely wrapped in tracing paper meant to be given to Harold and Keef which I've no idea why I forgot to do so. I found two plasticine models of my teeth before and after putting on braces. I found the huge bottle of peanuts and black beans that s75 gave me in J1 after Dancenight hahaha. I found many letters/notes given during dancenight/after fac comm/birthday.
Sometimes it's the little things that hold the greatest memories (which is why I always find it hard to decide what I want to and what I don't want to throw away HAHAHA -> the reason why I hate packing)
Anyways, I've decided I'm gonna take out as little things as possible from the boxes after I've moved JUST IN CASE MY PARENTS SUDDENLY CHU PATTERN AND DECIDE TO MOVE AGAIN THEN I'LL BE 999999% STEADY BOM PIPI TO MOVE WITHOUT MUCH PACKING HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE