hello.
you know, i was surfing around today and i came across that picture. it reminded me about how much i miss having my own room. well, not that i am complaining about rooming with my sister.... okay so maybe i am.

i guess when we were designing my home, i agreed to rooming with my sister because it was either that or all the 4 girls crammed in another room. i felt bad and went ahead with the idea. the first two years were alright because i was preoccupied with national service and i was hardly at home with all that confinement and guard duties. now that everything is over, i am stuck with a room that is heavily invaded by sister's stuff. it is so bad that all of my belongings are on the floor (all the drawers and space are full with hers) okay so it might seem like i am hanging my dirty laundry by blogging about my sister's crazy stuff invasion but i am just freakin frustrated! i want my space and i want my own personal space!

oh during the initial planning stage of the home, mother and i also had the impression that i was going to migrate to australia after going there to pursue my studies... but looking at the situation and the track i am going to, sadly, that isn't going to be the case anymore. i have thought of moving out or renting some place near my future school. but looking at my plans again, i don't think i will have that kind of money. so bummer for that.

which sucks bad! i mean... urghhhh. i want my room and i want to decorate my desk and have my work station. i kinda miss the navy now. at our headquarters, i totally invaded one of the officer's tables. i guess what goes around comes around for this case.

well, i guess the next plan is to either get married or kicked out of home soon.

ok i know i sound really childish here but... ah whatever.