It's Time For Us to Move On.... Into A New House!

Today I had been busy with something I believed I have come up with myself, which is the "Semesterly Major House Clean-Up Event" which, as the name suggests, only occurs once a semester. Why is that so you ask? Well that's cause I'm gonna move out and its stipulated within my contract that I'd have to keep my place in a superb condition (from such a run down situation since I came in?) before I left. So on and on i toiled, because, friendly as my housemate is, but sloppy also and two negatives don't make a positive. (But I good boy cause i cleaned up)


This is how my house should look like when it's clean. If you'd notice, I have slight obssessive compulsive disorder which can be judged by the manner I arranged those ketchup bottles on the table.


Look I so pro... if you guys remembered in my previous blogpost, the stove was farking gross. I changed the foils myself, and this is very rare achievement for a guy like me so at least applaude abit.


Amount of trash from all around the house. Believe me when I say you do not want to see the house before it was cleaned. It took me damn long. You guys should thank God that you have moms/dads/maids to do your household chores for you.

So after that, I waited for the ultimate console king Tommy, who was very kind in lending his time and car, to drive by my place and helped my housemate-to-be, Jia Qi, move in first. Then after that we came back to collect my stuff and unpacked at the new place. I'm very lazy to type so here are the pictures:


The new house living room, so much better compared to the old one


Me acting sexy on the sofa; Eh wait, no need to act. I already am.


Shoe rack and corridor to our rooms.


My room. Erm, smaller but nicer feel to it and comfortable-r.


Not to mention darker too... can now sleep soundly even though its like way in the afternoon.


A marvellous kitchen, equipped with oven. Now I can rival Chef Kitlou.


Australian Koala Bear


Look even my dog has a new house. Seems better than mine. Lucky bastard

Yea, so I can say it's better than the old house definitely. After living in a craphole, this is like 6 star hotel already. I promise when I get back to Malaysia, I will not take the hotel trips for granted anymore. That's all from me today cuz I'm still in the midst of exams so can't blog much. See you in Malaysia.