Well, time to move out. Or my stuff first, at least. I'll be staying until end of October. The whole downstairs seems like it's been hit by a tornado the first few hours of packing...
Before:
After:
The whole three years, it always seemed like there were never enough stationary, clothes, food, or whatever. But when it's time to move, it feels like there is a tonne of stuff to pack and clear and throw. And the packing is never ending. Once a box is sealed, there will always be something that is left out, and the box has to be re-opened and re-sealed...
My parents will be here again next week for the next load. Phew! Thank goodness for them...
I'll miss KL, but I'll be back. Most likely on the 7th Nov. =]
My parents will be here again next week for the next load. Phew! Thank goodness for them...
I'll miss KL, but I'll be back. Most likely on the 7th Nov. =]

1 comments:
hahaha packing fever....gona miz u T_T
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