Last night I slept for five hours and woke up to the sound of extremely heavy rain. It was a bit of a shock, considering it is late august. But oh my god, I have never been so happy to see rain in my life. Instead of waking up in a sweat, I woke up cold and wanting a cup of tea. It felt like winter and that was so refreshing.
The only problem with the rain was the fact that the water went off, and my hair was verging on dreadlocks. I hadn't had a shower in three days and was desperately in need of one. Don't get me wrong, me not getting a shower in a number of days isn't a regular occurence. But on this occasion, it happened and every single one of my curls felt rock solid. Delightful.
As you can probably tell, my day has been rather uneventful. My mum came home after staying at a friends for a cocktail party, and wouldn't let me do anything so I could spend time with her, which I thought was kind of cute as we hadn't really seen much of eachother since my dad was over.
Tomorrow Elliot comes back from his holiday to Norway and I can't wait to see him. Hopefully he gets here as early as possible so he can sleep with me until I wake up. It is always the best thing ever waking up to see him there. As lame and cliché as that sounds...
Nine days until I leave Spain. Two weeks until I move to Leeds.
GAAAAHHHHH.
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