I can't believe, I need to pack and move again. I am a nomad. I don't know when can I stop packing and moving. But apparently this is how I live for the past one and half year. Moving from places to places, rooms to rooms.
I am damn tired with this kind of life. But what can I do? Buy a house? BULLSHIT...
Anyway, after a few months later, I need to move out of the house I am moving into, and maybe back to Melbourne. Then I reckon I still have much moving to do....
If I am at good mood, I might take photos of my new room.
Till then, packing is it......
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well, that might be a good thing.. you will feel FRESH everytime you move in to a new house!!
freshly baked... hehe.. =P
hahaha. freshly baked and fresh are totally different.... freshly baked means i am half dead while another means the opposite.
Any THANKS for the advice and sympathy! Big Muak!
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