by prettying up my room. It’s pointless because I’ll be moving into my mumma’s home in a few days. I had been cleaning and organizing when I got bit by the decorating bug. Fine by me.
Also, I miss my seeesterr.
Not much else to say about today. A lot of stuff happened. I just don’t want to talk about it. I’ll get all worked up and stressed again. So, for the rest of my evening I will be blog reading. It’s fantastic escapism. I just live vicariously through all of you.