Forget.
Can't wait to get out of this country. I so desperately need a breather. Two weeks in Europe is gna be awesome + its winter, yay, my favorite season. Why? The only season you have an excuse to pile on layers after layers of clothes and not be considered fat nor frumpy. Heh. O and I'm turning 19 soon, weird. I still feel and look 16. Anyway, shall treat myself a nice fresh ink of some sort. Alright, thats all I have to say for now. Gna zzz for a bit and possibly work on the Prof Comm glossary later on + dinner with my grandparents.