You never really pack.
You get boxes and tape and make lists and start to pack.
And then you start to pray.
Eventually, you get a big plastic bag for all the little stuff that couldn’t be categorized and you can’t bring yourself to throw away because ‘what if you need it at 3 am on a tuesday’ and you rue this moment when you chucked it out.
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packing is always fun..lots to look fwd to ..whether ur goin home or to a new place.u can probably put in tht lipgloss,magazine in the side pouches of ur backpack:)))
So thats the end of the first term right… Have a blast in New York City… Can’t wait to get there myself… And keep posting… We love reading it… Ciao…
war against stuff…intense!
g3,
did – stuffed the bag and got it done!!
ghost particle, i KNOW..
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to you are the ‘king’
NY is chilly and beautiful as far as i can see, thanks for the compliments
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