Today was one of those days where you wake up, think about what to do for around ~6 hours and then finally decide to just have a bath and chill on tinternets.
Announced my moving date to all my friends and they’re like “wut da hell r u torkin abowt its so soon” and I’m scared because I don’t want to move and being away from London for a year is going to kill me.
I need a haircut.
