I'm sitting on a bench in Fleet Highstreet, nicking someone's wireless connection like the pikey I am. I have two days left in this country, and I'm pretty much sorted, now. I got my OXO cubes and everything, my currency should arrive tomorrow, and I've still got 2kg free in my case just to be safe. Now all I need is for a sexy 30yr younger Alan Rickman to sweep me off my feet and buy me things. Or whatever.
Ahh, it's so sunny and warm, and I'm glad i get to see this part of England on this kind of a day before I go. I almost wish I had my camera, but even if I did I probably wouldn't use it. It's nothing special, but it's nice.
shinysilvercoin came to visit and stayed over on monday, and now she's gone it's really hit me that I'm going for another year. I think I'll miss England a little more this time, now that I've had a year here well and truly out of depression and yuck, being happy, independent and stuff. I'm really glad I went to Uni and met everyone there.
Alrighty, I'm going to sign off here and write something exciting!