i feel like crying. ok maybe not crying.. more like.. i feel like throwing a tantrum. like some 5 yr old.
i hate packing. nearly as much as i hate unpacking. and i haf to pack ALL my things into the storeroom b4 i go back for the hol. @#$%^&*!!! i dun understand why!! ****** hall doesn't NEED my room.. why do i have to clear it?!?!
and the worst thing is.. (knowing i haf to pack is bad enuf..) my mother was saying that i can just pay them to let me keep my room. made me so happy.. den i told her it'll cost 200 pounds.. and so.. i'm back at square one. i still have to pack.
how unfair is that?!?! make me happy for nothing!!!
i feel like breaking things now...