my life in china bags

it is now 24 June 2007, half my life has been transported to the UK already. I mean, I have already packed almost 200 kg worth of my stuff to andy's parents house in Somerset since we decided to slowly bring the stuff over via several means, main one being loading my SIA stewardess gd friend, with my barang each time she does a London stop. Other means of transportation are using Andy's lugguage allowance (once he checked in up to 37kg, i think) and of cos myself lor, which is like once only :)

my life in china bags becos i have been packing my barang in those big ugly china bags, but these days they come in all sorts of designs ranging from strawberry shortcake (my fav design), to the Maku (?) black and white pig, to fake hello kitty. bought some in phuket too, they were much more durable and nice stripey colours too.

we have saved a lot on moving my things over and i am almost in my final phase as I struggle to clear out my room. it seems like a never-ending task, i mean can i really own so much stuff? especially clothes and nick nacks here and there. and now they are all in various china bags, my whole life........a little poignant to think of it like this.

anyways, just updating for my faithful readers, u know who u are. the wedding prep is also well underway and hopefully things will sort out when the day comes around. seems like every single decision, no matter how small, can be a wrong move and if more ppe had their views, it makes me more stressed and undecided too. however, if i decide alone and inform later, I cannot win also. cos the replies will be like: Har? are you sure: need that/no need that/so many/ why do like that? sigh.... i am feeling the stress.

Time to curl into foetal position in my room floor....