i'm done with lse :p all that's left is graduation.

somehow, i can't quite muster up the excitement or happiness i normally get when finishing exams.

i started packing up my room today, 3 full boxes are now sitting quietly in the corner. with each coat i put into the box, i rub the fabric a little, remember when i bought it, reminisce about the special and ordinary moments in them. its a painful quiet time as i pack them up. its good i started doing them today when my brain's rather numb. i think i might actually burst into tears packing my life in london up.