My owl and I are off for a weekend at the parents' house for my nephew's birthday, and then to EUROOOOOOOOPPPPPPEEEEEEE (sorry, I'm so fucking excited)
Under a week now until I leave for Europe. While I am so excited (so excited that I can't even think about it without getting butterflies), I am so nervous as well. There's so much to dooooo.
Witnessed a really awful car accident today, in which somebody most definitely died. I hate people who are like this, but right now all I need is some tea and cuddles.
I thought I might have a nice relaxing weekend of getting off my tits drunk and going to the zoo, until I remembered that I have ten art pieces due. FUQ.
Brown haaaaair. It is still a bit red though >:)
Last night I stayed up until 3am chasing a fucking cockroach around the kitchen. It might be dead, but I have no idea, I just gave up.
