New Home
I finally moved to a new house, literally next road from where I once lived (Mom's childhood community). It's actually pretty decent o___o now I got my own room, but now I have to deal with my brother crashing my room. AAAAAAAARGH. Mom told me we are going to live here for a year or two until grandma dies or cools down with the box clogging the house situation. My room's pretty tiny but with a high ceiling, but it came with a small toilet, and I gotta admit, IT SUCKS. The room was extremely small, the toilet, the sink and the shower is close to each to other. I guess the only time I'll be using that crappy toilet is when I wake up early to pee or poo.
I also have this computer project too, but I think it's allowed to cool down a bit because we got lessons to catch up. Phew. I have an upcoming Christmas concert, a field trip to a historic site that has miniature replicas of other historic sites.
I need to draw more posters, decorate my room (even the landlord might not allow it), and wait for that small phone. Nikki out *chugs Fanta*
I also have this computer project too, but I think it's allowed to cool down a bit because we got lessons to catch up. Phew. I have an upcoming Christmas concert, a field trip to a historic site that has miniature replicas of other historic sites.
I need to draw more posters, decorate my room (even the landlord might not allow it), and wait for that small phone. Nikki out *chugs Fanta*

