the 30th' dreamhouse.
finally watch finish full house after days. sighhhh. yeap nice show. anyway i am left damn envious of the house.
what will my dream house be like? today i sat on the non-air con bus at my favourite seat. it was damn cooling. anyway i thought about it. how nice to have your own personal space and making it yours only. you know, ever since my grandmother moved in my house, i gave up my room for her and im left with little corners here there in the house. it doesnt really affect me much but a little disappointed at not being to decorate my space. i personalise my corners a lot. my mother always say next time grow up then buy your own house and decorate lah. yeap thats not the point. but you know personalising your room feels good. feels comfortable. it just derive me the opportunity to do so and whenever i go to ikea, i just feel a little sad.
it might be fun to design your own house you know. alright. no more for this. im gonna be upset. sometimes, you know, you need some space on your own.
if i ever tear, i would want to hide in my comfort area and weep silently. i dont feel safe if i am feeling damn upset. i had always left nowhere to hide. nowhere to let out.
i cant wait.
my house. it doesnt have to be big like full house.i like quieter places and i kinda like my estate. im free to roam around. its quiet and there's playgrounds everywhere. you can find a swing in 10 mins walk. spot a lot a lot snails along the way. watch the nightsky and the stars. watch cars go by the expressway. 20mins walk for a cinema. 15 mins walk for a market and mrt station.
minimarts nearby. though not much shops but it is like enough for a kid. you know, those childhood days. most importantly, its really quiet and its happy all around.
quiet, simple, cosy, comfortable and mine.
thats my dream house.
what will my dream house be like? today i sat on the non-air con bus at my favourite seat. it was damn cooling. anyway i thought about it. how nice to have your own personal space and making it yours only. you know, ever since my grandmother moved in my house, i gave up my room for her and im left with little corners here there in the house. it doesnt really affect me much but a little disappointed at not being to decorate my space. i personalise my corners a lot. my mother always say next time grow up then buy your own house and decorate lah. yeap thats not the point. but you know personalising your room feels good. feels comfortable. it just derive me the opportunity to do so and whenever i go to ikea, i just feel a little sad.
it might be fun to design your own house you know. alright. no more for this. im gonna be upset. sometimes, you know, you need some space on your own.
if i ever tear, i would want to hide in my comfort area and weep silently. i dont feel safe if i am feeling damn upset. i had always left nowhere to hide. nowhere to let out.
i cant wait.
my house. it doesnt have to be big like full house.i like quieter places and i kinda like my estate. im free to roam around. its quiet and there's playgrounds everywhere. you can find a swing in 10 mins walk. spot a lot a lot snails along the way. watch the nightsky and the stars. watch cars go by the expressway. 20mins walk for a cinema. 15 mins walk for a market and mrt station.
minimarts nearby. though not much shops but it is like enough for a kid. you know, those childhood days. most importantly, its really quiet and its happy all around.
quiet, simple, cosy, comfortable and mine.
thats my dream house.
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