Packed

I've packed about...three quarters of the things I'm bringing to Sectus. I still have to pack my drawings and writings, my dress and shirt (which both need sewing work), the four cloaks I'm bringing with me (which is going to take up the most room), my drawing and note pads, pencil case, Wednesday's present, and...I've lost my bookmark, which is the saddest thing ever, cause little reading Snape was so cute! So I still have some sewing to do, and, presumably, will have to take away some of the things I've already packed, due to having packed too much. *groan* I have to lump this all the way to England, you know, and although I won't physically be carrying it 600 miles, it's still a lot.

x.x

And I've hurt my fingers, because I had a fight with the nail painting on which my cloaks were hanging, and the nail painting won.

Oh, and I have I Can't Decide by the Scissor Sisters stuck in my head. Thank you, Doctor Who.

'Oh I could drown you in a lake,
Or feed you poisoned birthday cake.
I do admit I'm going to miss you
when you're gone.
Oh I could bury you alive, but
You might come out with a knife
And kill me when I'm sleeping,
that's why:

I can't decide whether you should live or die.
Oh you'll probably go to heaven,
please don't bow your head and cry.
I say goodbye. My heart is dead inside,
cold and hard and petrified.
Lock the door, and close the blinds,
we're going for a ride.'

Rawr. Slashy or what?