Okay, so thats me, we're packed. Yup. Right down to my mayonnaise. It's actually happening, doesn't feel like it yet, but it sure is. I'm offically moving on and out...

Crikey.


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Mayonnaise and the Likes.

Yunno, this getting ready to go to university thing really starts to mess with your head. Its constant, constant thinking like do I have one of these packed? Can I get this in Glasgow? Will I need this? How much will I need? And you start to set aside things that are totally crazy - like, how often am I going to use my stripy bucket? My vase of jelly beans? My lucky yellow plastic tiddlywinks frog?

Okay, I might need that last one.

It's even worse when you wake up in the middle of the night scream-thinking, OMG DO I HAVE CUPS?!?! You just don't know, you know you need them and cant figure out why this thought hasn't occurred to you before now, so you panic write CUPS! on your arm with the nearest pen. Which happens to be red, so you wake up in the morning wondering why you scratched the word cups into your skin. But then you suddenly remember, the panicky feeling returns, you wake up early to ask your mum because you HAVE to know if you have cups!

Turns out you do. You've got 4 apparently, you chose them, they match your tea towels.

Peace resumes.

And so it goes.

Until every morning when my granny comes over and has a scribbled list of things she thought of the night before too. Toothbrushes? A sharp knife? Plasters? Soap powder? Glass bowls? MAYONNAISE!?!?!

I don't even use mayonnaise nor do I hav anything to use the mayonnaise with but hey, I'll take a jumbo 800ml tub with me just in case.


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