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Moving On Again

It's funny how all I ever wanted from my 'other half' was stability, dependability, and someone who I can count on. And as of right now, it's harder to find than a pot of gold under the rainbow.

We're moving home again. I've had the misfortune to find one of the worst landlords. I don't know the standard for landlords in Malaysia or the world, but having one that rubs you the wrong way every time he gets and belittles you, has got to rank among the lowest level of landlords.

Moving house disrupts the norm and I don't like it.

On top of that, because we're moving to a smaller space (my cousin's home - she's passed on due to cancer), we're ditching quite a few things from this house.

Honestly speaking, ever since moving to this new house, nothing good has come out of life. Things kept getting worse and worse all the time. I don't know if moving to my cousin's old home is a good idea or if it will bring better luck and prospect, at the very least, I won't be paying that asshole.

I hate to think that my money is going to someone I hate so much.

I can't think of a time I hated someone with so much vengeance, really. But since we are connected through friends, I wouldn't be surprised to hear his name come up again in the near future. We just don't know how small our circle of friends can be, sometimes, you know.

It's something I learned along the way and therefore, have decided to keep to myself more often. Not really a good thing but...still...

I feel like having a few drinks tonight, just because. I've not had a drink in a long time. In fact, I am surprised with myself with my consistent refusal to have a drink whenever I feel like it.

I have more strength than I think I have, actually.

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