I'm a proud owner of a new house :)

Just like the title, I do have a new house and yes, this house belongs to me. Not that I have the money to buy a house (I can barely afford my car fuel), but my generous parents gave each of us, my sisters and I, a house.
It's not a big or fancy house. It's only a two-bedroom house with a garage fit for one car and one bike, a bathroom, a small kitchen and dining, as well as a small garden each in the front and in the back. There's also a small empty balcony on the upper floor used to dry the clothes and also to use as a place to barbecue (it's pretty spacious).

One thing that I truly love to decorate is my room. It's not as big as my room in my parents's house, but I love it! The sun will burst through the window in the morning and I can hear the birds chirping outside. It's so cool! I haven't finished arranging my bedroom yet, it's still a big mess. But here's a sneak peak of how my new bedroom looks like:

BIG MESS!

I'll post the full version of my new house in my next post! Wait for it!

Love,
Nita xxx

The House is in Silent Mode

My house has turned in to a ghost house since the last couple of days; it's completely quiet. No screaming, no yelling, no crying, nothing. Why? Well, it's because my oldest nephew, Ipin, went home to Manado with his mother on Oct 6 (Saturday). While my uncle also went home to Manado on Oct 8 (Monday). 

So it's back to only me and my mom at home, just the two of us with two empty rooms and silent-mode house. 

This morning while I was driving my mom to work, she said, "last night was the first time after two months I am able to sleep fantastically well, no interruption, yet somehow I miss those crying and screaming of Ipin at night." Yeah well, so do I! Even though sometimes I feel like I want to strangle Ipin for making a lot of noise at night and disturbing my sleep, I can't deny that I freaking miss him so much!

Two nights ago, my mom and I watched Ipin videos from my computer and she just burst into tears. Duh! You know what they say about Grandmothers, they love their grandchildren much more than they do to their children...