moving...

been too busy to do much recently. Work has been exceptionally demanding. But thank God the house is 99% ready and we're moving in this Thu, into a bare house with a few basic pieces of furniture no doubt, but a place to call our own.

But as much as I am looking forward to moving out, I can't help but feel a hint of sadness when I was packing last night. What would be on my parents' mind the first night I move out, seeing my wardrobe & bedroom empty bla bla bla... gosh, I really have to stop myself from being emo. Such an Emo-junkie am I... Urgh