my family is moving out of our house of 10 years. tonight is the final day i'll sleep here, before i move into the new home. the new home is twice the current house's size, is more accessible and closer to my friends. i was very excited to move out even up till a fortnight ago, then i felt sentimental about all this.
up till now, i had thought of this house as nothing more than a place to reside in. a shelter. i was getting tired of seeing the same house day after day, and wanted change. and change did come, but rather unexpectedly. just 3 months earlier, my family was given a sudden notice by our house owner that he had found a buyer for the house that we were renting, and that we had to move out within 3 months. i grew excited at the prospect of being able to have a change of environment. our family chose a nearby condominium to rent for the next two years before buying our own house.
but as time passed and the deadline for moving out grew closer, i started being... uncomfortable. i suddenly didn't want the change. why? i had been waiting such a long time for this, so why was i slowly dreading it?
then i realised, it was because of all the precious memories i had accumulated during my time here.
i had made my first friends and had invited them over for the first time at this house.
i went to elementary, junior high and high school all while i was in this house.
i met my girlfriend while i was in junior high and had brought her over to my house, once again the first time at this house.
i remember getting drunk while drinking for the first time with fakesteve, artosis, pangshai, JFKWT and other TL singaporean members and coming home here.
i got drunk the other day and my friends told me how proudly i was shouting out my house's address for the entire city to hear.
i realised i had made many precious, important, unforgettable moments while i was at this house. i had grown from a little boy to a young adult in the blink of an eye during my stay here.
then it hit me. this wasn't just a house. it was my home. all along, always had. i wish i can make it move and follow me through the rest of my life, but i know i'm no howl.
just feeling really sad and sentimental about leaving behind a place that's been silently playing one of the most important role in my life - giving me a place where i can always return to and call it home.
Well it sounds like you've had some good times in the last 10 years and for that you should be grateful. There's nothing wrong with be sentimental when you reflect back on the past you should always remember the good times you have had.
It sounds like You're moving to a better place and will be time to start making some new memories. So you have that to look forward to. Get some mates round have a good time you’ll forget you had these feelings.
One of my parents has whatever mentalness it is where you horde useless junk for no reason. Our house was always full of crap and even had mice. Never much fun to come home or anything to be proud of. So I was very happy to move the hell out of my parent’s house and my boring ass hometown for that matter and go to uni. So erm yeah be happy that at last you enjoyed living there and didn’t live somewhere you where ashamed to bring even you’re best friends too.
I grew up in the same house for 17 years, then moved. I felt exactly the same way as you described in your post. Then I got used to it because at university I would often change place, and I enjoyed it. Then I moved to ... China, giving up almost everything I had.(I'm from France). And now that I've settled here, I have a lot of business trips...it just never ends.
It's funny because I'm flying tomorrow morning to Singapore for a business trip ^_^
On October 09 2011 20:06 Greg_J wrote: Well it sounds like you've had some good times in the last 10 years and for that you should be grateful. There's nothing wrong with be sentimental when you reflect back on the past you should always remember the good times you have had.
It sounds like You're moving to a better place and will be time to start making some new memories. So you have that to look forward to. Get some mates round have a good time you’ll forget you had these feelings.
One of my parents has whatever mentalness it is where you horde useless junk for no reason. Our house was always full of crap and even had mice. Never much fun to come home or anything to be proud of. So I was very happy to move the hell out of my parent’s house and my boring ass hometown for that matter and go to uni. So erm yeah be happy that at last you enjoyed living there and didn’t live somewhere you where ashamed to bring even you’re best friends too.
yeah, i think it'll take time for me to adjust to the new house, but i hope that i can continue to make new equally precious and important memories there as well
and tell me about it, my mom hordes a ton of rubbish, gah D:
On October 09 2011 21:35 XsebT wrote: Not to forget how many TL posts must have gone out from that specific address - Will this be the last?
yep, this will be my last post on this IP address from this house
On October 09 2011 21:54 endy wrote: I grew up in the same house for 17 years, then moved. I felt exactly the same way as you described in your post. Then I got used to it because at university I would often change place, and I enjoyed it. Then I moved to ... China, giving up almost everything I had.(I'm from France). And now that I've settled here, I have a lot of business trips...it just never ends.
It's funny because I'm flying tomorrow morning to Singapore for a business trip ^_^
i'll only be staying for 2 years in the new house before (possibly) settling into a permanent house of my own (preparing for marriage :p)
:o that's awesome, sadly there aren't too many TL SG members, and i'm having major exams coming up
oh well, this is my last post on this IP address, from this home. good night everyone :'(
That was a really touching story. I hope you can feel at home wherever you go. Just remember its more the people who make a house a home and you take them with you.
My family had to rebuild our old house because the neighbor's construction damaged it too much. Since then most of my dreams still occur in the old house. It's scary.
dunno if this helps, probably not but whatever: think of all the shit you get rid of x) be it bad memories or stupid corners beneath your furniture that annoy the hell out of you while cleaning your room, you can get rid of that and make all that better now.
For me, as i recently .. switched rooms, (but also converted this new room to my own apartment,) that is still the majority of things that come to mind when i think about the change, even after i have moved now. It's cool being able to fit the new stuff to whatever you want. Use that!
also, cool movie like it, haven't watched it in a while. But i'll wait a little more before i watch it again, need to forget more of it so it's better when watching again^^
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