Busy

I Dream of Ice Cream

Old Drawing, Same Uniform

iChoc

Standing in line at shops, I would always spot these. I'd reach out and get amazed by both packaging and the wide range of flavours. The amazement lead me then to wanting to buy 'em, but my pocket would also tell me to look at the price. After getting dissapointed in the ridiculous pricing, the product would end up on the shelf again.

Until! - The Offer. Yeah, I know it was a long intro, but well, yeah. So they were finally on discount and  I bought myself some. They taste just as I'd expected. Freakishly awesome, that is. I can't get enough of them, they're quite addicting, albeit them being stupidly expensive.

I mean, they are mouth watering good, are organic and have the cutest packaging ever. Ugh. Oh well. Might just have to wait for the next discount.

When There's Nothing To Say

My Beautiful City II

When Remembering

Finally. No exams to lose years on, no graduation to fuss about, basically no school no more. It's a weird feeling, a cross between sadness and happiness.

I found my old wallet the other day and looked through the junk I haven't been bothered to take out, and experienced a strong wave of nostalgy (if that's a word). I then met up with a dear friend and talked about old happenings. - Which made me feel nostalgic again. And just a short while after, I texted with another dear friend about the old times, thus making my feeling stronger. I guess you could say I was living in the past for a few days.

The Beauty of "Borrow"

Fiore

Words on Paper

One of my favorite places in the world. The silent buzzing, people shuffling around and the smell of books being shared. I usually love being around people and be social, but somehow the library makes me feel at peace. Could it be that they neutralise each other?

Inhuman

 Got a new job and I am both very grateful and super exctited. People are nice, the atmosphere is awesome and I can finally earn some cash. But.. It's killing me o.o It's energy draining, literally. I know I'm whining, bla bla, but 9 hours. With a 30 min. break?

i.n.h.u.m.a.n

Because We Could

Something To Lust For.

Girl, Put Your Record On