Alright, I'm fine.

So packing is a chore and I'd say I'm almost-done except I'm not really done. As it turns out I just have a lot of miscellaneous crap left over, and I don't really know where to put anything at the moment. The only thing I've really achieved today is disassembling my bike and my heater- except I think I threw out the box I packaged my bike in, so that became a bit of a problem.

The bike has been an absolute disaster. Due to unwillingness to pay extra for assembly, and due to the fact that I didn't want to wait a week for it to happen, I opted to take the bike home and assemble it myself. I blogged about that earlier in the year- anyway I got a friend to help, it was fun but we really didn't put that bike together properly. The wheels kinda got caught in the brakes, it was super-hard to ride and life was just painful. At some point I decided that I'd prefer to walk to school, and that's what happened. Ever since then my bike's just been in the backyard, gathering dust and spider webs. Today I realized just how badly it had rusted, and trying to take it apart was kind of gross. I had a roll of toilet paper beside me, ready to wipe away whatever the fuck it was that was on the bike.

So taking the bike apart was a chore, and I didn't even take it completely apart because I didn't really have the tools for it, and I have no idea how I managed to put it together. I lost one of the Allen keys I used to assemble the bike. I distinctly remember putting it away in this little bag, thinking that I'd need it again and that I'd keep it safe. I found the bag, but the key wasn't in there, and I have no idea where the fuck it went. I mean, I'm packing my room, and I've been cleaning out everything, except it's still nowhere to be found.

That aside, it has also been really hard fitting all my clothes in one suitcase. It's a massive, massive suitcase, but still I couldn't fit everything in there. I realized that I didn't wear approximately half of the clothes I had, and it's probably because I hate doing laundry. I'm also not that fussed about clothes on most days, which was probably why nothing was ever worn. The tragic thing is that I've bought more clothes since I've moved out, so that's also been terrible for my whole "I have too many clothes" ordeal.

Anyway, I'll stop telling the cool story for now, and get back to cleaning everything in general. Ta.