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the pic to sum it all

its crazy to hack the furniture in your room

its troublesome to move every single stuff in and out

its tiring to clean the floor 1000x

thankfully, its halfway done

all the way, yoot :)

Read this frm the youngest,
somehow, it makes my heart melt upon knowing how she thinks.

i always thought,
Christmas is a season of sharing the love, or giving in or forgiving each other.. etc.
it's hard to share the love to all dos' who need, but at least, share it to someone you know, in need.
today, my sis and i visited my uncle whose in tts. (god knows how many times i've been there already)
i don't talk to him usually, and dere are hidden stuffs that are not meant to be said or told.
but i do know he's a dear brother of my dad. and my dad would love to see us dropping a visit.
my dad usually keeps things to himself, and if he asked for sthg, i know, he really likes to have it.
& after the visit,
sis said,
" I actually made him smile... did you see it?? "
i looked at her,
and i said,
" Yea... you did. "
and i smiled.
with my heart.
i knew,
it's always hard to forget the past, or the hate,
but it's always good (and it sumhow feels good) to forget the hate and
embrace the sharingof love.