today was super productive. accompanied him to service the car. went back to the hse to do some cleaning up. went to decorama in the eve for him to pick the colour. and cleaned up the room at nite.

i feel a tinge of sadness as i was cleaning up. i never knew i love my room this much till half of it is empty. had to throw away so many things. i was kinda put into a time machine as i re-discovered all the junk tt i have kept all these years.. brought me back to the good old days. the teen days rite up to early twenties.. my pink room will soon be gone as it needs a new coat of paint for the wedding.. i know tt the moment its of a different colour, it wouldnt feel the same anymore. its nt just a room. its my space. its my secret hideout. its where i did so many things. its where i hid from everyone and poured my hearts out. its where i can be my very very true self. i didnt realise that my room has been a faithful support in all situations that i went thru. from the blue days to the pink days... it has always been the same four walls..that saw me thru those growing up years..

as i looked back at past pictures, letters, cards, journals, books.. i felt that for one thing i should be thankful for was that i did have a beautiful chapter as i grew up... and what i am more thankful for is that i still have my dear friends with me till now.. i dun have that many friends. but the ones i have, are more than what i can ever ask for.

i guess its getting really near. as i pack my belongings to move on.. to my humble abode.. and to a new beginning.. i'm thrilled. i'm nervous. i'm gg through yet another transition. i pray tt it will be a good one.