patient, fine, balanced, kind

Aside from the mountains of boxes and bags that need unpacking, this summer’s plans include two weeks exploring Morocco with Robert, a week in the Highlands/Inverness with PJ, a week at Sam’s in London with a good 16ish of the flatmates, a camping trip in Devon, two weeks housesitting, indoor skydive thing, and a trip to the zoo.

I would also love my boyfriend to finish work so he can go home and see if my new shoes have arrived and if they have, bring them over. And if they haven’t, come over anyway, as a month is a bloody insane amount of time to not see someone and I’d bloody love a hug! Not that there’s space on my bed to sit let alone lie down and cuddle.

:)

Honey, I’m home…

It only took us 6 hours with one stop and traffic to do more than 400 miles, such a good journey. Now my room is full of home stuff AND my flat stuff and I don’t want to unpack or touch anything, I think I managed to spend 30 minutes in the shower, I’ve hugged my cat so much that it already doesn’t like me, and I get to see Robert in a few hours.

Hi Hertfordshire.

Oh and I might even have a late summer or Christmas job!

fetus-room:

I just really want cute cuddles and kisses in bed with you.

Very hungover.

Need to shower, pack up my room, help PJ and Naomi pack up their cars, eat something, and not die.

Oh my head :(

Ahhhh we just had the biggest chinese ever yum and it cost me less than a fiver, now to down the poisonous concoctions of leftover alcohol we’ve got (including white star, lambrini and malibu as we’re cheap broke students) and get slaughtered, then be up by 10am to pack up the ghetto and move home.

Lalalalala.

Going up to Inverness now for a week instead of staying home being bored, awww yay :)

Couldn’t possibly move out without being a mum for the last time, so I’m currently setting up a joint bank account for the boys and drawing up rent and payment plans for them too, dividing up kitchenware for their flat and Aimee’s flat, and sorting out flights from Berlin to London for Laura L, and transport from England/Wales/Scotland all over the place down to London for the rest of the girls and Joe and Harley so we can all be reunited.

Being a parent/personal assistant/organised person is long but people are cute and got me a ‘we love you mummy’ birthday card so aw, it’s ok.