I HATE moving out
OMFG the insane amount of crap a human being is able to gather in not even a complete year!!!
Am I really supposed to make that fit into two (rather small) luggages and take that with me in train?!!!
But that's not the worse part of it.
The worse is when you take your pictures off the walls, and everything becomes blank and impersonal and it's almost as if you'd never lived there.
Oh, and room inspection tomorrow at ten, and I should have begun to clean yesterday, but nooooooo, Wyn knows better, doesn't she?
So I really put myself at work today around 9 pm.
I'm so not ready.
And I'm so stupid.
And I SO hate moving out.
Edit : And I have headache.
I want to curl up in my bed with Joli Tuteur and never give back those fucking keys.
Am I really supposed to make that fit into two (rather small) luggages and take that with me in train?!!!
But that's not the worse part of it.
The worse is when you take your pictures off the walls, and everything becomes blank and impersonal and it's almost as if you'd never lived there.
Oh, and room inspection tomorrow at ten, and I should have begun to clean yesterday, but nooooooo, Wyn knows better, doesn't she?
So I really put myself at work today around 9 pm.
I'm so not ready.
And I'm so stupid.
And I SO hate moving out.
Edit : And I have headache.
I want to curl up in my bed with Joli Tuteur and never give back those fucking keys.