its been a week and i finally moved into a pretty permanent house=)
i moved 20 yrs of my life in 50kg luggages THREE TIMES in a week! THREE!
I carried about 10kg of grocery and walked home. almost died. i will nv buy 4kg of washing powder in a go, never again.
I finally slept in shorts and tee in winter, cos my room's toasty enough, surprisingly.
I ate laksa and i loved it. i think its because i miss it so.
I just cleaned up my room and the toilet
and washed my clothes that hasnt been washed since i arrived.
actually i survived on the same bra, 2 sets of shirts, same jacket, same jeans until i moved here.
pretty awesome eh.
i love my room.
and the park beside it. where while walking home, i will wonder under the cold winter sky sometimes why i am here.
still i am loving it=)

new room=)
view outside my room, i have a lil balcony=)


sunday breakkie with G+A, those nice ppl who housed me when i was homeless, sorta