08 May 2005
9:22 PM
I always thought I was one who could embrace
change with open arms, but after Change slapped me in the face, I found it wasn't as easy as I thought.
The whole
moving thing confiscated my eoi week, which technically meant that instead of revising and double-checking concepts, I was busy packing my clothes and books and
memories into boxes and helping mum with the rest of the house, which took so long I thought it would never end. I can't imagine how my mum managed to pack everthing without much help either. If I could think of a fantastic example of a
Wonder-Mum, my mum would win hands-down, blindfolded. I think she's the
greatest in the world, cos she totally understood that I had to at least do last minute revision..
So the new house is actually a
new house, in all sense of the word. According to the landlady, she's never stayed in this house before (and you wonder why she bought it), and we bought completely new furniture and stuff, so it's a real change. A much needed change actually.
[P.S. i hope rachie liked Straits Kitchen as much as I did. Blogs are a powerful advertising tool (: ]Right now, the comp. is nearer to the tv, so I can watch and blog too. (I can't seem to get on to my mail though..) Bush is talking about Iraq now. What's new..
All the unpacking and the moving of boxes, and then the repacking.. I'm tired about being tired.
In the deserted harbour there is yet water that laps against the quays. In the dark and silent forest there is a leaf that falls. Behind the polished panelling the white ants eat away the wood.Nothing is ever quiet, except for fools. ______________________________
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