Wednesday, January 26
A Post In 10 Minutes
Ive aged 2 years in the last 2 months...
One cannot possibly fathom the stress when one packs...to pack for a short holiday is time-consumin enough...but when one has to pack...uproot and re-establish one's base to another country for 3 years...the logistics and preparation goes WAY beyond just a simple schedule...everythin just goes out of the window...
It's like an insurmountable task has been handed to you on a golden platter...you know everythin's gona be a wonderful stroll in the park when you arrive to find everythin's in order...but to get there...holy crap...
Wana know what's the bitchiest thing to do? Be at the mercy of a lunchtime crowd in a bank clutchin thousands of dollars...
Most annoyin? Sortin out the mountain of clothings that you have and packin em all in...bearin in mind that a 35kg weight limit beckons with every Joe Boxers i roll up...
Most time-consumin? Catchin up with friends that number in the tens who conveniently decide to choose your LAST week to meet up with you...hello!?!?!?!? Im fuckin neck deep with B-U-Z-Y...
Most worrisome? It used to be the visa...but now that it's been approved...it's gotta be the shippin of stuff that's not flyin with me...what if...just what if...they dont arrive in my apartment? Or if they do...arrive in bits and pieces? IM SO FUCKED...
Ok...back to packin...
Ive aged 2 years in the last 2 months...
One cannot possibly fathom the stress when one packs...to pack for a short holiday is time-consumin enough...but when one has to pack...uproot and re-establish one's base to another country for 3 years...the logistics and preparation goes WAY beyond just a simple schedule...everythin just goes out of the window...
It's like an insurmountable task has been handed to you on a golden platter...you know everythin's gona be a wonderful stroll in the park when you arrive to find everythin's in order...but to get there...holy crap...
Wana know what's the bitchiest thing to do? Be at the mercy of a lunchtime crowd in a bank clutchin thousands of dollars...
Most annoyin? Sortin out the mountain of clothings that you have and packin em all in...bearin in mind that a 35kg weight limit beckons with every Joe Boxers i roll up...
Most time-consumin? Catchin up with friends that number in the tens who conveniently decide to choose your LAST week to meet up with you...hello!?!?!?!? Im fuckin neck deep with B-U-Z-Y...
Most worrisome? It used to be the visa...but now that it's been approved...it's gotta be the shippin of stuff that's not flyin with me...what if...just what if...they dont arrive in my apartment? Or if they do...arrive in bits and pieces? IM SO FUCKED...
Ok...back to packin...
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