moving out. yes, moving out from halls. maybe it is a good thing,maybe it isnt. but yeah.. i dunno why deep down inside i'm kinda dreading it. maybe moving home would sound so much nicer and so much more to look forward to. maybe moving to a new place with family would be ideal. jsut maybe. i thought that living overseas would be bliss, the new found freedom to do up the place as i like it to be. the avaliablility of things that arent avaliable back home...and maybe the space of my own. but here i am.. dreading the thought of moving out. i dont believe i was all the hyped up about of moving out.. i had long anticipated the day i could get the chance to move out.. kept saying that i would move out once i get my placement results, and that i would move nearer to my placement site...and fianlly get a room and a kitchen to myself.. and not have to live in my small little room at halls. but yes, the day came.. and here i am.. feeling all blue. so yeah. here i am looking forward to living back in the city once again.. and my 2 housemates are so... about moving. ah wells. so much for 'cant wait to move out'. maybe it would be better if my siblings are here... at least when i get back each day it would be to family..and not toall these pple who dont give 2 hoots if i;m alive or if i;m ok. yeah. another day of disappointment. all the false hopes...
