For some reason, I have an irate inability to concentrate when things need to be done. This explains why I am still up (okay, and also due to a partial candy rush from raisinets - godly stuff!) redrafting the proposal that doesn’t want to be completed.

On a side note, my rented place feels on the verge of collapsing from the crazy winds reportedly gusting at 50km/h. Scary! But I kinda hope the house does collapse so I can move somewhere nicer and less gross and with a nicer basement that will make me more willing to do laundry. I fully understand why syw hates the wet wetness of edinburgh! Just one day out in this wet and cold and crazy weather deterred me from class - I stepped into a puddle and my feet froze!

Darling Enzo

Chicken Little-xy version

yay! I have the whole house to myself ((: In love with the freedom and the doing-whatever-i-want-without-caring-what-others-think-or-being-conscious-of-others feeling.

It’s supposed to be titled “alone at home’ but I don’t reckon this place to be my home. Sigh, I really can’t stand this place. Should I attempt to worm out of the lease? I am tempted when I see the gross things around/in this place.(Side note: There is some poop-like thing outside the backdoor. I insist it’s poop but my friend says it’s dirt.)

Why am I being deterred? I hesitate because the thought of packing/moving everything sucks and my lazy nature resists springing into action. Hahaha. 

2am dessert bar, Holland V, SG