homeless...

recently, mom had the house renovated. well, it was a good thing on a whole, coz now mom has a bigger kitchen and we have an extra room at the back for guests, as well as a proper store room for dad to keep all his knick-knacks.

but for me, it gave an alienation kind of feeling... coz now it doesn't feel like my home anymore, the home i grew up in. now everytime i go home, i feel more like a guest. i don't even have my own set of house keys! and i'll need to ask mom where she keeps the eating utensils, bedsheets, etc. heck, i don't even have my own room anymore! mom has converted it into a 'spare' room and even cleared out my wardrobe to make way for all the extra pillows and blankets for guests. *sigh...

and dad has made my cactus collection his own, which he'll proudly draw my attention to how well they're growing whenever i balik kampung. he claimed that he tended this little bulb of a cacti (i remember naming it 'obelix') into a big gigantic green blob by talking to it! *raised eyebrows*

ah well... guess i should count my blessings that they didn't throw out any of my stuff, save giving away some of my old clothes. this is how it is when we leave the nest...