Every weekend I wake up at 11 o’clock. It’s so ridiculous. No matter how late I gone to bed I always will be wake up at 11 on these two days. I don’t want it. I want to run in the morning every day, or every two days, do an amazing girl’s routine (cosmetics addicted) and work work work, means cooking/cleaning (better is fast and no boring) and go to study and network. In the first place I need to write correct in English. Yep.
Dusty misty weather. Raining.
We are going to move on last February monday. New flat, new life.
Let’s do more amazing things!
I wanna sleep anyway…