... but not our hearts.
-Oliver Wendell Holmes
anyway, today, i found a new form of interest.
*house hunting*
we went house-hunting for faisal.
one thing so cool about petronas scholarship is that petronas pays for their accomodation. so they can pick whatever house they want. arrgh. whereas shell (well, us as far as it concerns) dont have that lovely privilege.
we went to a few places like Aggie Station, The District. My fave was The Enclave bcause it's so pretty. & close to HEB. lol
it was so much fun looking at the houses. & the swimming pools. & gyms. & game rooms. & argh argh argh
*spoiled for words*
however, when talking about a perfect home. what would i define a perfect home? hmmm
- i'd probably prefer apartments than actual houses.
- the higher, the better. with big big windows.
- i'd definitely want paintings on the wall. framed or actually painted on the wall.
- i would like my house to be unique. not normal cliches, like au-naturale or couture houses. i want it to be as ME as can be.
- especially, i want white lights. not those yellow fancy lights. they're so annoying.
- plants in the house, too will be nice.
- i love a clustered house. space & more space so not my thing. i love to snuggle. haha.
- pets. like fishes. i would prefer a cat. or a dog. but it'll be nicer for if i have a yard.
- most importantly, stacked with BOOKS!!
a place stacked with books that i love. that is my personal home :)
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LOL while we were trying to exit The Enclave, they had this automatic door where it opens when you drive near it. & doug drove near it, but it wont open! & there were a few cars behind us. so doug reversed. the car behind us drove to the gate, & walaa it opened! the drivers were smirking & stuff, we were so embarassed!!! urgh~
racist gate. lol
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