Moving over, yet again.

So I woke up this morning at about 7. Just couldn't wake up any earlier than that! Great. It was raining. I finally got to see my floormate. He's an uncle! His room is next to mine. and he's the one who has been smoking and snoring... arghh... I've never seen the guy in my one whole month of staying here. and now I see him when I'm about to move out. I guess it's cuz this is the first time I got up and out so early in the morning.

Anyway, I made my way to the Manhattan Mini Storage. It was finally time to get alllll my super heavy boxes outta the locker. I had to do it all alone because there were no helpers around. asked for help and wasn't given any. They really should have pple working there to help out. argh.. I know right?! So ridunculous. I had to climb a ladder to get it out. It was sooo heavy. I almost broke my neck, skull and back. but finally THANK GOD, I managed to get them all on the push cart. Thank God for that too! I got a cab and the driver was really helpful. I got on and went over to my voice teacher's house. She gave us her old tv set. pretty cool huh. Anyway, the cab was packed with stuff and despite it all, I managed to arrive at my new apt.

Bud was there to help and we moved everything up the stairs by rolling, carrying, pushing and also with the kind help of a neighbour.

When everything was in my room, I started to unpack. I tell ya... I'm actually a pretty fine unpacker. I unpacked all my clothes and organized all my books and scores and filed some important stuff. Everything started to look good. It started to look like my room in Singapore. I purposely arranged everything that way; to look like my room at home. :)

But guess what... now I miss my room EVEN MORE! Here's the before and after looks.

Before: