Gah.

I'm definately moving now. Moving to Warwick, the country bumpkin town in only two small weeks. Of course I had the opportunity to move in with my aunty, who lives right near Garden City, to make my life easier, but I had to turn it down as I decided I wouldn't be able to meet her expectations. Because my aunty lives alone, she wanted to split the rent with me and to split all the bills also. That turned out to be over $200 a week, so I decided I wouldn't be able to do it. (This was not including things I buy weekly).

I told mum about not moving in with my aunty and that I was going to come to Warwick with her and the rest of the family. She was stoked. It made me think that her and my aunty were in on this plan all along, but oh well.

Today I spent the whole day packing up my room. I never realised how much stuff I actually had in there. It's incredible. I guess you could call me somewhat of a packrat. I found things from years and years ago, completely worthless, yet I couldn't bring myself to throw away the pointless objects.

I saw Dejan and Sarah last Thursday and it made me realise just how much I really do miss my friends. I decided that I'm going to have a BBQ in the park or something like that, before I leave so I can catch up with my old mates, and to say goodbye.

Wish me luck with packing again tomorrow. Gah. I hate it. Just knowing that it all has to be unpacked again is nerve wrecking. x