hmms. just finished packing my last box of books.

will be moving out tmr.

kinda rush. moving all the things.

im starting to hate moving house.

its so troublesome.

especially during school days.

hmm. so tmr i will be at my cousins'.

will be there for a couple of weeks or more.

and i will be moving out of the street where im most familiar with.

having lived there for more than ten years.

so, im having a hard time adjusting.

i remember taking swimming lessons, piano lessons, art classes, ballet lessons, phonics classes, etc in this area.

it contains lots of my childhood memories.

so i guess, i will miss this place.

sometimes, changing isnt as easy as it appears to be.

i dont want anything to change at all.

to me, change means the end of something.

i dislike that kind of feeling.

it bothers me alot.

knowing that all that i used to have is going to disappear, yet i can do nothing.

it makes me feel helpless.

all the familiar surroundings, people, things and even noise.

i cant bear to let go.