will be moving house on monday, so we're kinda in a hurry to pack things now. lols.
the garang-guni man took lots of our things away, but few are mine XD
i threw very little things away.
why?
i don't feel like cleaning up.
and i don't wanna throw away my memories just like that.
currently, i'm forgetting way too many things. and the only way i can constantly remind myself how wonderful my life is by all those little but frequent surprises.
everyday is so wonderful when you remember a little piece of your childhood every single day.
when you're sad, you browse through your photos and find a photo when you were small. you were tiny, drooling, and so cute.
and when you're lonely, you look through those love letters you have had and you'll know, you've been loved, and always will be.
and when you're angry, you look at the things you've scribbled when you were a child and laugh at yourself just how silly and naive one could be.
those are the little spontaneous surprises that brighten up my day.
i can be happy when i see a cat purr, a mimosa close up when i've touched it, a piece of cloud that looks like a sheep, but the feeling i get when i recall old memories is much more... touching that these, i reckon. memories are closer to the heart that we can ever imagine.
i want to remember my first time playing Maplestory and i complained to fendy that clothings costing 1,000 meso was just so expensive.
i want to remember my first time climbing to the top of Bukit Timah and how i swore i'll never go there again. lols.
i want to remember my first time eating KFC and telling my mom just how difficult to eat it was as compared to Mcdonald's.
all those little gritty and mindless things... appear so far away, yet so close to me.
