Moving.

Came home to a shocking news that we are moving. It's real nearby, like only one minute drive away. It's a single storey, which is one of the reason why we are moving there. The house was originally Kaklong's but Ibu said Kaklong asked for us to stay there since she's living in Johor. And yeah, since Ibu and Ayah are getting older, to get up on the stairs may give them a hard time one day.

I don't quite sure if I like the idea of the moving or not. I mean, I'm fine with it. Plus, I'll be getting a room of my own. For the past 19 years, I have not exactly had a room to myself. Neither did my sisters. Well since Kaklong and Abang are now married, they've got a room each, for their families. But this house holds so very much memories. I've been living here since I was 2 I suppose. Each room has got it's own story.

"Will we be staying there permanently?"

"Yes, we will. My knees are weakening. Ibu tak tahan nanti"

".."

"We'll renovate the house slowly."

Then she started mentioning about me getting older and whatnot. Here comes the future thinking part. I don't want to get older, can I not? Oh well.

It has only been a day and I'm already feeling as lifeless as I can be. I need to start figuring out things that need to be done.

So yeah there are bathrooms that need some serious cleaning, old books and clothes in those boxes outside, on the balcony that need to be sorted out. I seriously need to get rid of this laziness that's overwhelming inside and surrounding me. I need to start reading books as in real books I bought at Big Bad Wolf sale last year. I want to work to get some extra pocket money, but... I've solely promised myself to clean the whole house first though. And that's exactly what I'm gonna do. InsyaAllah.

See you guys soon. Annyeong :)