My sister and I went to a travel agency today because of our trip to london in september (people who follow me on twitter probably got some hints of this). We didn’t book anything, just got some information. We are going to have a little trip planning meeting next week to see what exactly we are going to do about flight and hotel and bla.
This will actually be the first time I’m going to be on a plane and the first trip I take with someone I actually want to spent time with (the other times I’ve been abroard were with school and let’s face it: school trips =/= fun). So yeah, I’m looking forward to it.
Then we went shopping for a bit and I bought two new books: Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk and Fever Pitch by Nick Hornby. I just added Fight Club to my amazon wishlist this morning, saw it in the shop later and bought it. Same with Fever Pitch, though I ment to read it for a while now, since I love Nick Hornby. I don’t care much vor Arsenal (not yet anyway), but we’ll see.
My sisters comment on me buying Fever Pitch: “Now you might actually get it” (seeing as I came out as football fan in the last post)… AND I was gonna write a paragraph on how she is making fun of me now (she isn’t actually serious and I’m not annoyed yet), but I don’t feel like it anymore…so I’m going to go and sleep now.
…I went shopping again. Three tank tops, a scarf and some shorts. The girl at H&M forgot to remove that savety thingy from the shorts, which is why they are not in the picture. They need to be taken back to the store, so they can take it off.


It doesn’t really sound good, that I basically just wanted to dump some pictures on you and then vanish into the deep secret world of real life again, does it? 







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