This is exactly what happens when you're done with the exams. Suddenly the nights are longer, the days crisp and you've forgotten that you have a week left to pack everything out into your new house. Packing is something I am a master at. And by that I mean packing a veggie burrito into a semi-full stomach and then squeezing in an instant teh tarik, and a handful of panfried halloumi cheese. Rolling is my only trick, which means my suitcase is a hot mess with a few cinnamon bun-like rolling things doing nothing at all. Right now I'm torn in between packing what I want to use in Brunei and what I actually need!
Putting aside the packing commotion, I've gone from having the craze for outerwear to collecting crop tops now. I have bought 3 new crop tops this week and I have a feeling that I will find myself omitting the normal length shirts and blouses to my new found love. Oh dear god.
Forever-needing-my-mom-to-help-me-pack,
PS: This is some serious gif party post.
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