Soo.
Guess what, I'm back. Since one week actually. So it was about time for an update. But I've been busy.
About the art. I'll do my best. I don't have much time to draw, okay, that's my fault, but I have to use my holidays, as long as I can, 'cause there's only one week left and I still want to hang out with my friends. Deal with it.
I'll go through all the messages and deviantions later.
K. I'm trying to cut the England part, even though I know I'll write much.
Be aware. Looooooong text...
So, my stay was in Bournemouth.
I mean the town was nice. But the apartment. It was. Horrible.
It was all dirty and mouldy. My room was small. I mean really small. My suitcase didn't even really fit in. And the shower was. Damn. Cold.
My closet had no hangers so I was wondering where to put my clothes. Joy. And in the night, when I was lying in my bed, there was something sparkling on the ceiling. There were spots on the ceiling, and they were glowing in the dark. I had no idea, what it was, I turned on the light to take a closer look at it, but I couldn't find anything. It was so strange.
The kitchen (at the same time the common room of our flat (we were about 4 people)) was kinda strange too, we had two fridges and sometimes they were making strange noises...like...someone was hold captivated in there and wanted to come out. Lol. Or it sounded like some really weird orgasm xD Just... WHAT THE HELL?
Oh and our toaster was funny, too. 'Nuff said.
Aah, my flatmates were soo amusing xD Matilda and Julius were arguing all the time, I was just sitting on the couch and had so much fun waching them. They were both german. And then there was Carlo, but he was never really there. He was from Switzerland and when he spoke, it was hard to understand, anyways xD
The guys in my class were cool, actually we didn't learn anything. xD We were laughing all through the lessons, kinda annoying, but the teacher was such an idiot xD
During this England trip I lost sooo much money, it's almost scary.
I was in London, too. In the weekend. I think I love London. Really. I could live there, I guess.
First we went to one of this sightseeing tours and guess what. It was soooo boring, I died like a hundered times. But then we got freetime and I can't remember everything I've done xD
Back to Bournemouth. The beach was very beautiful, we went there almost everyday. And the town was awesome. I spent so much moneeeeey. TT__TT That's sad.
And I went to the disco. I didn't like it. But I like the dress I wore. I bought it in the town and it's FABULOUS. I looked handsome *narcissistic* >D
Aaand every friday there were fireworks at the beach *_* It was sooo beautifuuuul <3 I was watching them with all my friends there from my class and my flat. We were all like "Oooooh! Awwwww!".
One of the most beautiful moments of my life ;o;
The farewell was sad. Really sad. Because everyone had to take another bus back home, so nobody was driving back together. Everyone was crying, it was really hard not to burst into tears. Yeahh... My sentimental side. lol
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Wah.
I didn't even want to write that much D:
I did, though.
But. I have some nice memories now. Haha.
Even if I didn't really learn anything new. Laaaaaaame.
Yeah. Shudup.
No? Then I'll do.
OH GOOOOD
Lonely
Content
Obsessed
