Thank you my favorite young shopaholic, Miko! ♥
I know that when I party a little too hard, I have to pay the price after.. normally I'm quite good at dealing with the downs, but after a two night marathon, taking advantage of our last nights at Hey Jude, I went home defeated, down and with the desire to curl up on my bed and cry myself to sleep. When out and slightly sensitive, beware of the people who will KILL YOUR BUZZ. Seriously. Enough said.
I have a day and a half to finish packing and to be honest I'm tempted to just take whats left over and give it away to people. I'm much too lazy to pack, and I believe its one of the most depressing things a person has to do in life. Packing 4 years into boxes is just too much work. Especially without a boyfriend to do the heavy lifting. I need need need for this be over asap so I can sit in the comfort of my room at my Nana's house and do something productive like reading more Homer, crocheting or baking Food for the Gods. I need a big masssssive break from all this merriness. Goodbye Space Ibiza alter ego of mine... for now. ♥