my first memories of kl is of us staying in the hotel for the longest time till we actually settled on a house in damansara. moving in, it felt depressing even to the 10 year old me. it felt like we were downgrading. my new room is barely 1/5 of the old one. sad. and we left the timber strips for parquet flooring... really? fcuk.
i spent the first few weeks inline skating in the broken marbled living/dining area before it got furnished. the very area that also reminds me of a certain vacuum cleaner that the parents never bought.
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