Of memories

Soon, my room will no longer be pink.

It's like one of the last few things left in the room before my sis passed away. I have changed the room pretty drastically within one year that I bet she can barely recognised - added TV, changed bed, her things mostly gone.

When she and veg boy were around, the three of us lived happily (most of the times when we didn't piss each other off) in that small little room. She conquered the room when I was away in the university.

Previously the room was in yellow. Then we changed to pink because it will be super sweet! We chatted, we laughed, we sang, we joked, we critised. all in this pink little room.

The professional painter is now at my house. Sooner or later, the pink will be gone, painted in white. Like an empty canvas for us to start a new page ahead. She is gone, veggie is gone, now pink is gone. What's left for me is a new journey that I must move on with new members in my life - nana and bf.

eeeeew, I am feeling emo today. Must be PMS!!