I've started to pack. It's hell. I don't know what to bring. I really have _NO_ idea of what I am supposed to bring and what I am not supposed to bring... I don't knoooow! I want to throw away half of my clothes, seriously. Wouldn't it be simpler if I only had like 1 pair of jeans, 1 pair of trousers, 4 t-shirts and 2 jumpers? It would be like... Heaven? *lol* But the nice (or maybe it's bad?) thing is, I have two very big suitcases and I'm coming back to Paris in a month anyway, so... Even if I forget something it's not a problem... I guess? Heeeeeelp!!!
Anyway, to the important stuff. My dad (through my mum's friend who lives in England) has paid the deposit and the rent for the first month (fucking 860 quid, why is London so expensive why why why???), so the flat is ours! Sophie is moving in on Friday/Saturday... Oh, and I also found out that there's a bus that goes directly from Waterloo station to Stoke Newington! Very useful for two reasons: I don't need to get on the tube when I have my Eurostar, and the bus also stops very close to Rusell Square, meaning that I don't have to change buses to go to both campuses. Stoke Newington rocks, seriously. *lol* Uh, and Sophie and me have a plan of finding a nice gym somewhere near where we live so that we can swim a bit. Fuck! I HAVE to remember to bring a swimsuit. *ehm* Ok, I'll go back to the packing (which, by the way, has been going on since this morning in a completely random way)...