Finally, as of today, after a year and 4/5 months of waiting, I've finally moved back into my old - now new - home.

Even though I walked my rounds around the place over and over, I still am trying to get my bearings down straight. The house doesn't feel smaller, even though it is the result of the old house being halved. Adding a pseudo third storey made this place seem a lot bigger!

During the house-moving, I managed to get permission to sleep over in this gargantuan house between the two moving days (Yes, it took my family 2 days to move everything over.) because my mother pulled a stunt and removed the internet at our temporary residence.

It was not the funny.

So I surfed about the Internet till 2am before realizing that I was in a big house, on my own, in the dark.

That's cool.

And today was the final Moving Day, which saw everyone up on his or her toes, getting the right furniture into the right place, and all that sorta stuff. It took the whole day, but now everything's about done. The number of boxes are overwhelming, but not impossible to unpack one at a time.

So, I'm kaput. I'm going to bed now and see if I can actually get to school without any triple eyelids.

-<dd>