moving is tiring. we started to move on saturday. actually the packing process started since tuesday, but we actually moved our stuff starting saturday. and that was my first time in that house.

humongous. the top floor is actually simple. 4 rooms, 2 bathrooms. but the bottom floor... sesat saya bah! even when we brought chibi and chibi mini (cats), they looked a bit flustered trying to find their way through the maze. the garden and patio is also very very spacious. my mom has been hinting far too many times this weekend... rumah nih sesuai buat nikah. and it doesnt help that the people that come to help/caterer/landscaper agree, and add in their ajinomoto in the matter. siap offer to cook for 1000 people or more. ingat aku anak raja ke nak invite 1000 org for my nikah?

but i think i can live in this house. the only thing that gets a bit on my nerves, is the pakcik security. it is nice to know that there is someone posted outside your door, but it also means breakfast on the patio must be done in acceptable clothing. not any kind of compang camping tshirts or worse, sexy baju tidurs. when i complain to my mom, she shuts me up with a tak manis, awak tuh anak dara, and i keep quiet for fear of another letak pelamin kat sini pon cantik jugak mood swing from her.

i will be going to kl on wednesday. i hope that all i plan to do will be done.

I also cant wait for ramadan. we (my parents and i) are planning to go on a little trip during ramadan. i just hope they have enough time to get a package/tickets for this little trip.