Sunday bloody sunday. Sundays are boring but really nice at the same time. Sundays is when I feel as if I have to do something... Have coffee with a friend or go shopping. I really should be resting instead, but I suppose this feeling comes with living alone. That's why I want a cat- though I'd never have time for it... plus it'd be cooked in the heat inside this tiny apartment during summertime, so a cat is a nono.
I'm thinking a lot today. My boyfriend lives up north. It's an 8 hour long drive. So we rarely meet. Today I'm thinking, what is worth and who I'm ment to be with... Isn't it weird? When you're single you worry for not finding anyone, but when you've got a partner you can stop thinking - is he/she right or is she wrong?
Anyways, I need to go and buy some schoolstuff(like notebooks nd stuff... boring and expensive but absolutely essential!).
Laters! Have a nice 'bloody' sunday...