Last night we were haven sort of bonding with my board mate since we will be leaving our boarding house by the 25th of this month, while we were busy talking about anything that weve encountered in our room, i began to packed my things so that i would not cram by the day we will leave, i really couldnt help but smile, but it really makes me sad to think that il leave the room i once become my home for more than a year. The laughter that weve shared, the pains and my heartaches, the room was the only friend who saw what i went through, and now the day comes for me to leave my home, and for that i would choose to leave the memories, coz as i packed my things for a new place, i would like to believe that i would start a new place full of hope for a wonderful days ahead.