Strike
Had a good weekend back home at mum and dad's. Went Saturday morning after an hour of trying to figure out what shoes would go underneath bloody skinny jeans. Utter nightmare. Skinny jeans and shoes are the reason I go for flared jeans. Anyway got to mums about 12:30ish and no one was there! Forgot they were both at the opticians.
Good weekend, dad made me jealous with bayonetta, played a few games, cuddled willow. Then I had to go back to nan's monday afternoon. It kind of sucks that I only stay there for the weekend but I feel so guilty about nan if I stay any longer.
Back to uni next week for two days, I'm actually freaking out. I'm so freaking worried about this dissertation. Ugh. Don't wanna talk about it anymore. *hides*
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