I remember arriving to Chapel Hill. I saw the cars and how they were lined up so neatly and how they shared lanes and let people get ahead of them.
I remember seeing yellow flowers on the road sides, catching my attention quickly. How they shined with the sun.
But what I most can remember is turning onto our new road. On the right I saw a brown brick path. And more yellow flowers.
"Those are the Botanical Gardens. So when someone asks where you live, you can say you live right next to the Botanical Gardens in Chapel Hill." Mom advises.
We swerve on a curvy road, which in that case, makes an S pattern. I stare at the cars and the school right out the van's window.
As we enter a dark lush green forest, dad tells us that there is a hiking trail right by our house, so there is plenty of space to excercise. I was happy about that.
The first house came into our view, but I wans't looking. I was looking at what was ahead of us.
The next house caught my eye. It was huge, brown, and it was 2 stories high.
"Ew! That's an ugly house." Mom critisizes as that house, like the first one, zooms away from our sight.
"We're almost there Reese! We're almost there!" Rebecca keeps petting Reese on the head while Reese is staring out the window.
I know what Reese is thinking right away. What is this new place? Where are we?
I start thinking the same exact thing. I take my eyes off from the open window and stare at dog hair infested car floor. What will I start? This is a chance to start all over again in life so I must use this opportunity wisely. But my thoughts are interrupted when dad excitedly chimes into them:
"We're here!"
We go up a hill, the shade made by the trees making it look dark-literally.
As we pull up into the driveway, I notice a red house. Our red house. Our new red house.
M first thought came into my head when I was helping to take out our suitcases from the white van. The house wasn't like the picture that Dad showed us. I thought it would be bigger.
My second thought entered my head just like when we first entered the house. That stream. Wasn't it supposed to be in the backyard? If there is a backyard that is.
My third thought came into my head after all those other hundreds of questions came into my head right after that. Does it have everything we need here? I itmediately thought, of course, America's supposed to have everything. Isn't that what it's supposed to be like?
"Time to go room hunting! Grab and conquer!" I shout.
I start running into a dark hall.
"No fair!" Rebecca screams.
She starts running like a seal madly trying to escape from a hungry Shark.
I look at the first room on the left. It was very dark and there was a door leading somewhere else.
"I conquer this one!" I announce.
I listen for a reply, and it soon came from my sister.
"Then I conquer this room!" Rebecca calls back.
"Well girls, there is nothing to do here, so why don't you help my clean up?"Mom asks.
So I spent the rest of the afternoon sweeping up our future something room. There was a fireplace in that room and 2 long windows letting all the sunlight in. I liked that.
For the whole time I was sweeping, I thought that for the time being, this could be a Ballet room.
For the whole time I was mopping the floor, I started remembering when I did Ballet in Level 1. Unlike others, I got expelled for life from Ballet because we had to go on, well I should say a trip.
But I loved Ballet. I adored it. It was the most beautiful thing to me there was and it still is.
We all waited for 3 hours for Dad to bring back lunch from some wierd restraunt and come back with a new rental car. When he came home, he got us some food from Panera and he came back with a 2011 Hyundai Sonata.
I filled myself up (I mean I overfilled myself up) with a salad. Mom got mad at Dad for making us get so hungry and making us overfill ourselves. I was also kind of angry because I didn't like feeling like an obese person.
That's all I can remember.
We kept on living in a house with no furniture for a month. I wasn't so suprised about Panama being so slow. I was used to it. But I have to admit that I got angry when Mom told me that our stuff was boarding the ship on the 28 of July and when she told me that, it was the 23.
We kept on getting bad news about our stuff and we were sadly getting used to living like this.
So we are still living in a houseless house. I am sitting on a wooden floor writting this final draft onto my blog. I am waiting for my lifeless life to get here. I am wishing it will get there by a Monday because Mondays are always my lucky days, but when a Monday comes, I realize our stuff isn't here.
I put a few pictures of what our house looks like right now. I hope you enjoy them.
Our hallway. Not that exciting.
Science proves that even if a Kt doesn't have furniture in her room, it's still mostly blue!
A close-up of what it looks like outside my window. Yes, we are even camping outside!
Rebecca forced my Mom and Dad to paint her room pink, but I don't think she'll like that colour in the very future.
Our fireplace. Reese's apartment is next door. He likes sitting up there because he can see out the window that way.
Just thought somebody would want a closer look of his appearance.
Our living room looking at a different perspective. Aren't I right? It does bring a lot of sun in here!
Our rather small living room. A nice repair man was nice enough to let him borrow our TV and we dragged that chair along with us.
Our living room. We are working on improvements.
And last but not least, the Kitchen! It used to be so much smaller but thanks to something called renovation, it's so much bigger now!
Thanks for reading! I appreciate it! I also like comments! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!
I remember seeing yellow flowers on the road sides, catching my attention quickly. How they shined with the sun.
But what I most can remember is turning onto our new road. On the right I saw a brown brick path. And more yellow flowers.
"Those are the Botanical Gardens. So when someone asks where you live, you can say you live right next to the Botanical Gardens in Chapel Hill." Mom advises.
We swerve on a curvy road, which in that case, makes an S pattern. I stare at the cars and the school right out the van's window.
As we enter a dark lush green forest, dad tells us that there is a hiking trail right by our house, so there is plenty of space to excercise. I was happy about that.
The first house came into our view, but I wans't looking. I was looking at what was ahead of us.
The next house caught my eye. It was huge, brown, and it was 2 stories high.
"Ew! That's an ugly house." Mom critisizes as that house, like the first one, zooms away from our sight.
"We're almost there Reese! We're almost there!" Rebecca keeps petting Reese on the head while Reese is staring out the window.
I know what Reese is thinking right away. What is this new place? Where are we?
I start thinking the same exact thing. I take my eyes off from the open window and stare at dog hair infested car floor. What will I start? This is a chance to start all over again in life so I must use this opportunity wisely. But my thoughts are interrupted when dad excitedly chimes into them:
"We're here!"
We go up a hill, the shade made by the trees making it look dark-literally.
As we pull up into the driveway, I notice a red house. Our red house. Our new red house.
M first thought came into my head when I was helping to take out our suitcases from the white van. The house wasn't like the picture that Dad showed us. I thought it would be bigger.
My second thought entered my head just like when we first entered the house. That stream. Wasn't it supposed to be in the backyard? If there is a backyard that is.
My third thought came into my head after all those other hundreds of questions came into my head right after that. Does it have everything we need here? I itmediately thought, of course, America's supposed to have everything. Isn't that what it's supposed to be like?
"Time to go room hunting! Grab and conquer!" I shout.
I start running into a dark hall.
"No fair!" Rebecca screams.
She starts running like a seal madly trying to escape from a hungry Shark.
I look at the first room on the left. It was very dark and there was a door leading somewhere else.
"I conquer this one!" I announce.
I listen for a reply, and it soon came from my sister.
"Then I conquer this room!" Rebecca calls back.
"Well girls, there is nothing to do here, so why don't you help my clean up?"Mom asks.
So I spent the rest of the afternoon sweeping up our future something room. There was a fireplace in that room and 2 long windows letting all the sunlight in. I liked that.
For the whole time I was sweeping, I thought that for the time being, this could be a Ballet room.
For the whole time I was mopping the floor, I started remembering when I did Ballet in Level 1. Unlike others, I got expelled for life from Ballet because we had to go on, well I should say a trip.
But I loved Ballet. I adored it. It was the most beautiful thing to me there was and it still is.
We all waited for 3 hours for Dad to bring back lunch from some wierd restraunt and come back with a new rental car. When he came home, he got us some food from Panera and he came back with a 2011 Hyundai Sonata.
I filled myself up (I mean I overfilled myself up) with a salad. Mom got mad at Dad for making us get so hungry and making us overfill ourselves. I was also kind of angry because I didn't like feeling like an obese person.
That's all I can remember.
We kept on living in a house with no furniture for a month. I wasn't so suprised about Panama being so slow. I was used to it. But I have to admit that I got angry when Mom told me that our stuff was boarding the ship on the 28 of July and when she told me that, it was the 23.
We kept on getting bad news about our stuff and we were sadly getting used to living like this.
So we are still living in a houseless house. I am sitting on a wooden floor writting this final draft onto my blog. I am waiting for my lifeless life to get here. I am wishing it will get there by a Monday because Mondays are always my lucky days, but when a Monday comes, I realize our stuff isn't here.
I put a few pictures of what our house looks like right now. I hope you enjoy them.
Thanks for reading! I appreciate it! I also like comments! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!
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