Saturday, November 25, 2006

THE 411 ON ROOM 511

I'm moving out of Howitt Hall tomorrow (well, technically, today). Interesting, fun and enlightening year, that's for sure. I'm trying to pack all my shit at the moment, but it sucks. So much. I hate it.

Actually, I've been trying to pack since yesterday, but because I'm so good at procrastinating about things, I took photos instead.

The fluorescent light in my room thought it would be ace to conk out on me yesterday; hence, I spent the night under a desk lamp and a pretty red glitter lamp. Doesn't it make me look like a creep? She-devil!
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The left side of my closet - the top part is an exam timeline (which, of course, included the J-May concert). Was suppose to help give me some perspective on my whole life, not just the J-May concert. Happy to report that it did not help at all. Under that is my semester 2 uni timetable.
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The right side of my closet - the yearly planner that was one of the only things that came with my room, as you can see, I decided to ignore it until semester 2, where I crossed off every day of the sucky semester.
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THE sprinkler. Something I'll miss. Where else will you find a sprinkler that sticks out that much, and just screams "this place was built a million years ago"? Yeah, they had to add that to make this place "safe".
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The waterbottles on top of my bed. Don't ask why they're there, they just are. But, notice the wonderful range in brands...I don't discriminate.
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Yes, me in my PJs tonight, demonstrating the utter JOY of packing. These nanna bags (x4) contain my clothes.
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Room 511, thanks for the sweltering days and nights, crappy/non-existent ventilation, paper-thin walls and 2 metres of walking space.

Everytime I feel like I’m going to pass out in a heat-wave, suffocate from lack of ventilation, lose sleep because of drunk uni students or have no room to stretch, I'll think of you, fondly.

You were a huge part of 2006 for me.

xx