I hate packing.
They said that moving house and bereavement are the 2 most stressful things to happen to someone and hell ya I wanted to stab myself while packing last night.
Its not really moving house but kind of, cus I'll be staying in the hostel for a whole year.

Jeslyn and I didn't get to stay in the same room and I'm relieved in a way.
I mean I do want to stay with her cus its cool to be with your girlfriend and hang out together all the time but I think there's a high chance of us quarrelling because of some shitty reason, look what happened to the HK trip it was a disaster la.
And I think jeslyn can't be this perfect there must be some darker side of her that she hasn't revealed, like having the habit of biting her toenails and spitting them on the floor or cross dressing on tuesday nights, I don't know and I don't wish to find out.
Haha so its better in a way that we're not staying together anyway our rooms are 20 steps away from each other.

From tomorrow onwards we'll move into the hall for a two bloody week hostel orientation.
Which camp lasts for 2 bloody weeks its freaking long la.
I don't have enough underwear and bras to wear.

♥Bid Farewell