I FUCKING LOVE SUMMER. I do. It's hot and humid and buggy and busy and I still adore it so much. *points to icon* I love that icon, too. I love that I can use it, even when the nights aren't so lazy ( Read more... )

My BFF (L) is mad at one of our friends (N) for a passive-aggressive comment she made. OH BOY. Welcome to the world I've been living in since I was 14 and I met you all ( Read more... )

My real life friends keep tagging in me in Facebook photos ( Read more... )

Today my mum and I went to meet the baby of a family friend, who was born not so long ago. He's the cutest thing in history, with cheeks you could spend the day squeezing. At a certain point, the mom went to fetch something with her bigger daughter and gave the baby to me. He is the cutest thing ever so I gladly took him and held him for a moment ( Read more... )

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I had an exam today (which I passed, btw), so naturally I was away from Twitter/Tumblr/LJ all day. I updated Twitter and checked my feed because I have it on my phone. When I get home, I fell on my bed and crashed for three hours straight (the wonders of a 6am alarm when you're no accustomed to it anymore) and now, at night, I checked everything ( Read more... )

First things first: CLASSES ARE DONE! WOO ( Read more... )

Went to Buenos Aires today to get my stuff by from the guy who had found them. It was exhilarating in that way you get when something randomly good happened to you. Also, it was odd. I never had anything stolen, least of all returned ( Read more... )

Please look at Elizabeth in my icon. THAT IS ME, NOW.

I went to class today, so far so good. Normal day. The teacher took a while to arrive so I read fic rec'ced by awakencordy and shook my fist at her by email for rec'cing such good things. Class eventually started. When class finished, I met my parents for lunch at a nearby cafe ( Read more... )

So, this morning, my dad and I were out with the car running errands. Bank, grocer's, pharmacy, the usual. My mum was at the hairdressers and we were going to pick her up but she had to call when she was done. When our errands were done and my mum hadn't still called, my dad asked me, "D'you want to go back home or drive for a bit?" I said to drive ( Read more... )