Cleaning the entire house is too much! It's one of those moments when you regret you didn't clean it as often as needed >.> <.< You couldn't believe how much tin food there was in the kitchen...
And it's so sad to see the house almost empty ;_; (it's my first removal and two packets were all books ^^;;) My room mate came back "home" on sunday and so my other two flat mates are leaving this friday. This sunday will be my turn, if I'm able to receive my plane tickets in time: don't ask me but I hate internet flight companies' ¬_¬
Not to mention that I have to leave the apartment on saturday and I don't have a place to go for that night yet *thinks about some places to occupy XD* I rely on friends' hospitality ^.^ (="Please! Don't leave me in the street WITH ALL THE BAGGAGE!")
Anyway, these are weird days. Every day more farewells: I'd almost rather go without say goodbye, just like if I weren't going away. It's strange to think that even if I'm going to come back in the near future (march, april if I can) nothing will be the same. It'll be like going to another place but at least some people still will be here.
Now I'm trying to finish my little gift to my mates, aka asimple and not skillful MV with photos of these six months together (I thought it was a great idea 'till the moment I began to do it :S If before I admire people who make good AMV, now I do it much much more *has to practice seriously with Premiere and Windows movie maker*) We'll see the result >.>
And it's so sad to see the house almost empty ;_; (it's my first removal and two packets were all books ^^;;) My room mate came back "home" on sunday and so my other two flat mates are leaving this friday. This sunday will be my turn, if I'm able to receive my plane tickets in time: don't ask me but I hate internet flight companies' ¬_¬
Not to mention that I have to leave the apartment on saturday and I don't have a place to go for that night yet *thinks about some places to occupy XD* I rely on friends' hospitality ^.^ (="Please! Don't leave me in the street WITH ALL THE BAGGAGE!")
Anyway, these are weird days. Every day more farewells: I'd almost rather go without say goodbye, just like if I weren't going away. It's strange to think that even if I'm going to come back in the near future (march, april if I can) nothing will be the same. It'll be like going to another place but at least some people still will be here.
Now I'm trying to finish my little gift to my mates, aka a