Haih. Tomorrow at about this time marks the very first week I am all alone in this country. All alone as in totally independent, solely living with myself and not with any kin within reach. It was a busy week full of nothing but packing. & today, just, to be exact, I'm finally done with it. YES! I am Done with packing. Even though my bed doesn't look very inspiring and how I wanted it to be, I've decided to close one eye and make good with whatever I have done for the last... fortnight? How pages of notes could I have read with that amount of time?! (morphing into a studious being for once) But I guess some things have to be given up sometimes.
Anyway more about my first taste of independence. So far, I find living alone can be quite domestically exhausting. Especially when I'm discovering my trait for hygiene. Other than that, I have been feeling like something is missing. It's likely that it's because I'm still missing my sister. Whatever the reason may be, it sucks so bad because I get this feeling of emptiness now and then. Hopefully socialising will help to fill it up! :D
More updates soon enough. Time for some beauty sleep!
