I'm moving out on the 4th of February.

Feels damn weird.

Been staying in this house for almost 19 years. Now to leave this house, I seriously don't know what to do. I mean, this house is ME. I know every cranny and nook, the best place to hide your undone homework, how to get the water hot faster and all that!

I remember a lot.

Like how there will be pretty rainbow colors on the wall when it's evening.

Like how my and my family will cram into the master bedroom to sleep when I was young.

Like how I stood in my mummy's shopping trolley and cutting through the place that now is Modena.

I remember, and I still want to make more remembers.