Packing to the new year!

So, the New weekend of the year I mean the weekend of the New Year 2010 :), was spent cleaning up and packing the room at home! Yayness! Finally. me n sis got down to sucking up all the dust in the godforsaken corners and practically everywhere actually. Cos actually we haven't been living in here for real the past 3 years? Hall, hall...takes your soul away from home.. Lol.

Well yes, so we cleared loads of stuff--threw away loads and had loads to give away and recycle, and yet there is still so much to do! I still dread to unpack those bags of things I brought back from hall (yes,yes they are still untouched *hand wipes brow*)..sighs!

Anyway. there were things from SACPrimary school (yes omg right), Cedar (oh lovely girlhood days), VJC and my old love life, and now, NUS..gahhH! really tons to look thru and sort! I realise from the last time we moved out of our 20-year old Bishan house til now, things have built up into a mountain and well basically our maid moved it over for us so I still didnt' know where things were...until now. It really is unbelievable a teenager can store up so much trash (okay not really, they are my treasured notes and exchanged gifts from friends okay!). :P

Read thru tons of stuff and packed them according to stacks of memories..learnt alil' bit more and remembered a bit more about my old self..so glad to be where I am. Things have all settled down, I've found my place making and keeping old friends (learning to appreciate the gold and silver ones and not feeling lost or counting the petty stuff), still learning about relationships and well. I really wonder why I haven't been attached again much earlier..lol.

okay honestly I guess I was pretty caught up on all the school stuff, which is a good thing too I guess. But anyway was reading thru the old cards I got and the pre-letter drafts to the ex, and i realise how that relationship was built on twigs. It was just waiting to snap and I refused to see it? Must be the first-time syndrome. -_-

And I realised how much I've matured from then (or so I hope), and have learnt my lesson to never rely on someone else for happiness. That's just creating bubble of hope that would eventually burst. Sighs. so much for being a dreamer, huh? I guess life's just rubbed that pixie dust off my eyes. I hate that.

Sighs. okay moving on to happy stuff, now there's LOADS of space to shift in the new junk! bwahaha. bleahs. don't know if that is a good thing or bad. well. at least now I know where my things are and can always add the right things to the right pile! hahaha gawd I prolly was born a groundhog my past life.

Alrights! Back to packin'! :)

(Update)Results: My bedside, from this:

To this!!:

hahaa okay nvm doesn't look like much of a diff from here but there truly was lotsa dust and junk! :))