I got the flu last week or I got a cold. Dunno and the docs didn't know which.And I'm happy to go to school which is kind of crazy but it says a lot about the last week filled with fever, coughs and almost no human interaction. Which sucks.
I think I will have a tattoo. It isn't an on-the-spot decision, I planned this for a long time and my aunt has an aquintance who works as a tattooist. So now I have to collect reference for the picture I have in my mind and see his works before I let him within 5 feet to my body. (Sorry if I don't make sense, I'm still a little light-headed. )
Finally I have a scanner, but there is a little problem with the programme. My computer doesn't want to install it. My poor little lady is too old for new things like this. I hope to get a notebook soon before she self-destructs or I go crazy... whichever happens first.
Our school holds the school leaving ball on saturday (which is obligatory for school leavers) and my aunt and I went to get my white dress for the waltz, the suit is at my friend's place and the dress for the charleston is in my wardrobe.
So tomorrow I'm going to school if everything goes well even if I didn't prepare for anything. I miss my friends and I miss the group of misfits with whom I spend most of my time. It was boring to not hear sarcastic remarks and smart-ass comebacks.