Unpinning papers on the board. Repacking stuffs to be sent home. Folding clothes to be put in the bags. Watching these piles of precious junks lying on the floor. I never knew I had the tears in me. Yes, finally. I am crying. 10 months and I am attached to this place. I was in denial, explaining why I am not cherishing the few last moments here. And the thought of still having three more weeks.
I really am packing almost all stuff leaving only those I'm gonna need for these three weeks. Leaving only ten baju kurung. One as extra as I'm only gonna use nine.
Closet is now half emptied. Ahh tears everywhere! Ttyl tc!
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