Rainy day selfies.
MERRY CHRISTMAS and HAPPY BIRTHDAY to me. I bought myself a Christmas/birthday present because I’m a sick and sad. Gorgeous Indian silk reversible sari skirt and little silver feather pendant from the best shop in the world, World Bazaar.
So this morning I woke up to the mail man honking his horn and pretty much as I got up he drove away, so I was super pissed because I knew he was delivering my Bird Lovers pack from Meetri. Then when I went out later Mel was like ‘Check the mailbox’ because I don’t think of really obvious shit like that like she does, and my package was in there! Eeeee, so pleased with my purchase. :)
I normally hate these kind of posts, but… Sometimes I think I would rather be poor and have a social life, than be earning heaps and be too busy/tired all the time to do stuff. Camella is in Brisbane and the one person I can go out with is at a friend’s drinking. I remember when it felt like I had handfuls of friends I could go to if I wanted to get loose and go out. I wish the rest of my night ahead of me didn’t consist of shaving my legs and tidying my room. Work was rubbish.