Expectations! So many. So big. So huge. I hated every minute of waiting. Anyway, here I am seeing the naked beauty. All these emotions were just sput away in one huge hug. I don't believe that. It's here.
I'm in London. Not such feeling as everybody is supposed to have. Whatever. London streets and pizza night. Way home.
Monday morning, welcome to Sheffield. Interview passed, fucked up with the address. Back home. Nights and days. Green Tuesday. I have mentioned once, it is the best thing to do then. Back to Sheff again. With a little lie in our mouths, we're in. Just that fucking flat. So see you tomorow. Packing, moving, hurry. Late for a meeting, loosing a chance. Next one's not even provided. Madness. Afternoon film and evening beer @ pub. Football supporting and chatty night. Friday, last day. Non-stop night party out. Dead at 3am. Sad. And Skylink. I hate that bus. Loosing sleep. Hopefully, new home? Let's pray for that, because I am already sick of it.
Completely!
I can only say that I enjoyed every single second of that week.
Thank Y♥U!
