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We might move houses again.
My family has a long, complicated history with houses. Moving here from Cebu where my sister and I were born, we stayed with relatives for a couple months before we moved into Intercity Homes along the Sucat service road. We were there for about 5 years (from 3-8 yrs old), and it was a great 5 years. We lived in two streets, spending the majority of the five years in a small apartment on the main street of the village. It was fun because the entire street, Cielito street, knew each other. It was Patintero everyday, and everything was right with the world. Hahaha.
After a while, the two bedroom apartment just wasn't enough for a household of five, especially since my sister was about to hit her teens. So we went house hunting, and the earliest memories I've ever had are of those days. We would go to all sorts of houses, big ones, small ones, bungalows and houses with high ceilings. My sister and I made it into a game where we would run into the different rooms and try to get dibs on which room we would want and we could spend hours imagining how we would decorate it.
We finally decided on a house in BF Heva, which was kinda like the Alabang Hills of BF (a metaphor that I think only south people will get haha) and that was how we happened to end up in #56 Trinidad street.
Four years later, we had to move again. A complicated story, but the bottom line was that we had to pack up four years of our life in five days. It was probably one of the most tumultous times of our family's life. But we survived it, and after staying with relatives for a couple months, we moved into a small three bedroom house in Buensuceso Homes near Better Living. It was a hard adjustment, but we made the most of it we were still happy. After living there for about 7 months (and dealing with the horrible traffic as my dad would drive me and my sister to school before work) we decided to move back to BF. I was around 7th grade then, and it was such a great feeling to be back in BF. We decided on a house in Sinagtala Village, which was such a mess when we first moved in but at the end of four years, it was quite a home.
the Sinagtala house is very special to me. That was the house where I grew up; dun na ako nag-dalaga, kumbaga. Before we moved out, I realized that all the boys in my past had visited that house. I was there from half of seventh grade till about the end of senior year. Basta, ang daming memories and it was really, really hard to let it go.
Now, we live in Pitong Daan, which is actually just down the street from Sinagtala, but the house is definitely better than the Sinagtala one. The lot is huge, and we have deepwell so we never really run out of water (which is a BIG problem in BF, FYI) but the house itself is old, and the owner spends too much on repairs. And there are too many things going wrong inside the house, that my parents are just getting really fed up. My parents want to buy the lot, because it really is ideal that we stay in BF. But the problem is, the owner of the house is including a payment for the house to the amount that is being given. Why would you wanna pay for a structure that you're gonna tear down, anyway? So it seems like we're moving again.
So it looks like we might move to Alabang, if we find a good house there. I have mixed feelings about it. I mean, I'm gonna be spending most of my time in the condo for the next two years anyway, but I love BF so much, as in it's ridiculous how I love it, and while Alabang would be fun because so many of my friends from school live there, I dunno, I guess I just don't let go easily (obviously hahahahaha)
There are just so many changes happening. I'm still really trying to adjust to the fact that I live in Katipunan during the week and that I can't have all the luxuries that I have when I live at home, and I think if we moved to Alabang any time soon, it would be so rattling. But I dunno. There are a lot of memories with this house already, and I can't really tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. But yeah, they're memories nonetheless and I think they're worth keeping.
Ugh, I'm rambling. I've been home since about midnight last night/today and I've just been either asleep or watching friends/on the internet because my laptop's all fixed up na! Whee! But I think I might head over to Mocha Blends or something. I haven't been there in a while and I wonder if the waiters miss me hahaha. Besides, I bought Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions, and I've been itching to finish it. Looks like this is my chance.
My family has a long, complicated history with houses. Moving here from Cebu where my sister and I were born, we stayed with relatives for a couple months before we moved into Intercity Homes along the Sucat service road. We were there for about 5 years (from 3-8 yrs old), and it was a great 5 years. We lived in two streets, spending the majority of the five years in a small apartment on the main street of the village. It was fun because the entire street, Cielito street, knew each other. It was Patintero everyday, and everything was right with the world. Hahaha.
After a while, the two bedroom apartment just wasn't enough for a household of five, especially since my sister was about to hit her teens. So we went house hunting, and the earliest memories I've ever had are of those days. We would go to all sorts of houses, big ones, small ones, bungalows and houses with high ceilings. My sister and I made it into a game where we would run into the different rooms and try to get dibs on which room we would want and we could spend hours imagining how we would decorate it.
We finally decided on a house in BF Heva, which was kinda like the Alabang Hills of BF (a metaphor that I think only south people will get haha) and that was how we happened to end up in #56 Trinidad street.
Four years later, we had to move again. A complicated story, but the bottom line was that we had to pack up four years of our life in five days. It was probably one of the most tumultous times of our family's life. But we survived it, and after staying with relatives for a couple months, we moved into a small three bedroom house in Buensuceso Homes near Better Living. It was a hard adjustment, but we made the most of it we were still happy. After living there for about 7 months (and dealing with the horrible traffic as my dad would drive me and my sister to school before work) we decided to move back to BF. I was around 7th grade then, and it was such a great feeling to be back in BF. We decided on a house in Sinagtala Village, which was such a mess when we first moved in but at the end of four years, it was quite a home.
the Sinagtala house is very special to me. That was the house where I grew up; dun na ako nag-dalaga, kumbaga. Before we moved out, I realized that all the boys in my past had visited that house. I was there from half of seventh grade till about the end of senior year. Basta, ang daming memories and it was really, really hard to let it go.
Now, we live in Pitong Daan, which is actually just down the street from Sinagtala, but the house is definitely better than the Sinagtala one. The lot is huge, and we have deepwell so we never really run out of water (which is a BIG problem in BF, FYI) but the house itself is old, and the owner spends too much on repairs. And there are too many things going wrong inside the house, that my parents are just getting really fed up. My parents want to buy the lot, because it really is ideal that we stay in BF. But the problem is, the owner of the house is including a payment for the house to the amount that is being given. Why would you wanna pay for a structure that you're gonna tear down, anyway? So it seems like we're moving again.
So it looks like we might move to Alabang, if we find a good house there. I have mixed feelings about it. I mean, I'm gonna be spending most of my time in the condo for the next two years anyway, but I love BF so much, as in it's ridiculous how I love it, and while Alabang would be fun because so many of my friends from school live there, I dunno, I guess I just don't let go easily (obviously hahahahaha)
There are just so many changes happening. I'm still really trying to adjust to the fact that I live in Katipunan during the week and that I can't have all the luxuries that I have when I live at home, and I think if we moved to Alabang any time soon, it would be so rattling. But I dunno. There are a lot of memories with this house already, and I can't really tell if that's a good thing or a bad thing. But yeah, they're memories nonetheless and I think they're worth keeping.
Ugh, I'm rambling. I've been home since about midnight last night/today and I've just been either asleep or watching friends/on the internet because my laptop's all fixed up na! Whee! But I think I might head over to Mocha Blends or something. I haven't been there in a while and I wonder if the waiters miss me hahaha. Besides, I bought Kurt Vonnegut's Breakfast of Champions, and I've been itching to finish it. Looks like this is my chance.