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Sat on my bed and stared at my room for a very long time after the massive clean-up this morning. Well, the clean up started yesterday morning where I started packing most of my clothes into my huge luggage. My closet that was filled with clothes suddenly seemed very empty as only a bundle of them was left stacked in one small corner. Well, I didn’t pack everything into the luggage lar, some of those clothes that I rarely wear, I packed them into a box and hid them away. There are some that I’m going to keep them here, so when I come back I have clothes to wear… but well, it just does feels weird when everything is so neat. Well, not NEAT exactly… It’s more like empty.

I even cleaned up Angie’s closet because I really COULDN’T stand looking at the pile of mountain all mixed up together. Well, before it became her closet, it was the closet for all our (me, rong and angie) concert/performance costumes… Blouses, blazers, skirts…dresses…etc. Actually it still is our performance costume closet, just with the add-ins of Angie’s daily-wear.

Finally, when I finish piling up Angie’s clothes nicely… the costume closet looked neat… plus with my lovely color-coordinated-arrangement, it looked really pro. Lolx. Now since my closet is empty, Angie could use it and claim it officially as hers. Aww, I’m so gonna miss my closet.

Today… I started cleaning up my desk in my room where it is piled with all kinds of nonsense. When I was done with it, I suddenly notice that a lot of "me’ was gone. My row of favorite books (The Harry Potter and GlassWright Series) was gone, all tucked away safely in my first drawer, wrapped and cleaned. My green cow saving box was kept locked along with my old old diary at the bottom drawer along with some other personal belongings that I treasure… cards, letters, some small pressies from friends.

Looked around my room again after the long almost 3 hour clean-up. Hehe, I’m a messy person… lolx. And I create tons of rubbish. So whene everything is gone, suddenly it feels empty. I wonder how would Rong and Angie feel when I am out of the picture. Aww.. I’m so gonna miss everybody. I’m tearing down LeeHom’s poster on the wall and tucking them away safe and nice. As the days pass, shadows of me would slowly waddle away.

But of course, nobody will ever miss  seeing the largest item that’ll remind everyone in the house of me… hehe, my baby grand piano. Hrm… then again. Mom’s probably gonna shift it over to Simshen. That means the house would look even empty. My piano books are all packed away, since I’m not there no one’s gonna use it, and I’m actually bringing most of them to Beijing except for those that I don’t play, which is stored in a box.

When I start packing away shoes, I think there’ll be even less of "me" living in this house. I look around now and still see my things around: my towel, toothbrush, comb, LW’s ring, my white slipper, my leather boots, some clothes hanging behind the door, my plushies on my bed… 16 more days and everything will be gone.

Suddenly felt empty, suddenly wanted very badly not to leave, suddenly didn’t want to grow up. Gave pikachu a tight hug, I was going to leave him behind. It was time for me to move on, he was a symbol of my childhood. He was a gift from my friend I’ve known longest yet still strange, and I’ve treasured it ever-since. (Never washed it also… lolx) There were going to be long cold nights out there in beijing when I am to hug myself to sleep without the presense of Pikachu, something that I’ve grown fond to, nudging its round tummy and tugging its sharp ears. But in its place, I have snoopy, my new found friend… a new beginning.

Hate the feeling of parting, gosh. I’ll miss you guys!

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