I’m nervous, though I didn’t think I would be! I’m so gonna smash a bottle or get an order completely wrong, I can just tell, ha! WISH ME LUCK!

A week later and I am once again very hungover.. GRIM.

localjoke:

will be the death of me. I’m feeling gross.

I’ve just baked some cookies using whatever shiz is in the cupboard, then I took them to my room with some milk and started dancing to ABBA on my bed. 

Yes, I am aware of how cool I am, thank you very much.

So I’ve been pretty busy for the past week! Moved back to Cardiff on Monday, had several interviews (AND GOT A JOB AT THE UNION!) and sorted the house out a little. This house is huge and really creepy when I’m the only person here, hoping someone’s gonna move in soon! I’ve been to Swansea twice in one week, once for a night out for a friend’s birthday and the other time for a house party.

So now I’m just in an empty house, stealing my neighbours’ internet with nothing to do. Hello Tumblr :)