The Bare Minimum

The packing continues, It's really odd packing your life away and watching our rooms and our flat slowly becoming not ours any more. Two of my flat mates have gone, the rest of us are leaving tomorrow :S My room is getting messier the more I pack! I might have to start moving stuff out in to the hall...

I'm leaving up the bare minimum for my last night; namely, my fairy lights, my photos, my bunting and my lovely rose garland that has been livening up my shelves all year. It means that my room will still kind of look like my room for as long as possible! And I may need my Dad to help me get some of it down when he comes tomorrow anyway...