I am in packing mode again. the current house is to small for my dads big post. kononnya lah. no room to entertain people. as if he has the time to entertain people.. kan?

Was busy the whole week, looking for furniture, curtains.. supervising cleaners. the movers are coming starting tomorrow to move the furniture, and i just started today to clean up my room. and sort out my junk.

i found mountains of sampah. i tend to hang on to stuff that has sentimental value. apparently, everything has a value. old certificates, geografi exam papers, medals. from my stf years, to my matrix and ppp years. its a good thing my germany stuff are still in the cargo.

then i stumbled upon a bundle of photos.

I kinda look the same. i guess i havent changed much in terms of looks. I wonder how much we paid eating at pizza hut those days.

I just had to share this photo


Matrix Labuan is the best. the location, the people. those days anyways. I couldnt help laughing looking at mat nor, the guy who once stated "masuk kandang kambing mengembek, tapi kalau aku masuk itu kandang kambing, aku ajar kambing itu bercakap". its even more funnier bila membayangkan muka and nada die when saying that. i wonder where he is. actually i wonder where the whole gang is.

My brother and i are actually only 6 years apart and between my sister and i are 8 years. Nowadays we tell each other almost everything and are as close as can be. however in this photo, the gap looks so big, i am almost like an amah to these two kids. good thing i wore funky shoes, or else for sure people cop me amah.

looking back at those times, and the Müll/rubbish accumulated in my room, i can only smile, remembering each event. each photo, each card (from family, friends and ... toings?), even letters from the ex which i couldnt bring myself to throw out holds a memory.

sigh. dont think i'll be throwing anything out. i just hope my new room is bigger, to keep all this stuff.