Shit I've just been looking at all my photos from the trip and I feel so SAD. Ennui and loneliness and nostalgia do not a good combination make.
I don't feel sleepy...
I feel like a good ol' bitching sesh.

And I'm starting to panic about commons. I haven't touched a thing, although I do have a perfect excuse for it. And I need to clear up my room. It looks like a tornado hit it since this morning. I suppose the tornado is me. Yay.

*FRUSTRATED*