Without Saying Out Loud

Fourth day drifting houses amongst my friends.

Not a bad experience.

Yes, the week did start out shitty though:

• bad fight with my parents on the last night in my old house
• yelling match
• obviously tired of each other’s shit
• cried in my car for hours
• woke up with puffy eyes 
• looked suuuuuper asian for the rest of the day

yups

but staying at houses hasn’t been bad.
i knew it would be nice.
i love staying at other people’s houses. especially people i like.

not to mention i love eating the different kind of food
and seeing the way different people live
and have their own set of preferences and standards

gives me some idea of what i would want to be like at some point

food has been delicious.

i had champagne with macaroni one night with my friend’s family - without out my friend strangely enough.

it was good bonding with people i don’t particularly know very well.

sleepover with one of my best friends and talking about movies for hours that it was way past her bed time and just the beginning of my own night.

im excited for the difference. i really have to start planning out how i pack though. 

its going to be good. it will be good. it can only get better from here. 

bon-bon:

The older I get the more I realise there are no grown ups and nobody knows what the fuck they’re doing.

bonapartist:

so i was looking up stuff about birth control throughout history and