lately,

i've been sorta living in the new apartment. i don't want to say i've moved in there because i really haven't. my stuff is EVERYWHERE - dorm room, taipei house (parent's, where i'm obligated to go on the weekends because it is so awfully close) and the apartment. so i currently have three toothbrushes, three contacts cases, three sets of shampoo/conditioner, and so on.. it's not very fun at all, because i have to clean everything and all the areas i use, so it really is A LOT OF CLEANING. i feel like that french cleaning hermit crab guy in Finding Nemo. -___-;;

so winter vacation i was living in my parent's house, then moved back into the dorms, two weeks later living in the apartment. i feel like this constant moving around and using all sorts of showers, towels, bedding, even different sets of clothes (!) is getting on my nerves. it gives one a sense of non-belonging. like anywhere i go, i'm not really home, and it seems like the things i need are always in another house.

i want to just settle down in ONE place but that doesn't seem to be possible. why? obviously my parents want me to stay home but that would not only be inconvenient in the transportation way but also in other ways as well. then of course i'd have to keep stuff at the dorms because sometimes i go "back" without going "home." and the apartment place is the most unnecessary one, but it'd be a waste not staying there what with the *new house ta-da* thing and also the nice own bathroom and springy bed. *HUGE sigh* i guess i'm destined to be nomadic, country-wise AND home-wise. it feels weird to be sleeping in four different beds every week.