I love waking every morning and forcing myself to behave well because I now, have house mates.


It makes me a better person.







Packing and moving was a total bitch but what happened in between was kinda fun (and tiring) when moving with friends. You just expect the unexpected and moving in with 5 other strangers was a HUGE leap from my comfort zone. At times, I really regretted but now that I'm much settled in, packed and organized, prepping for uni everyday..it's a chore and you tend to forget little petty things that annoy the hell out of you.
It's third year bitches... and honestly, all I've learnt is the importance of referencing. Then again, it's the learning process that counts in life.