It's not an ok good time yet, raring to GO

hahahaha. it really feels like friday. i seriously mixed up my days this week; everything felt so damn topsy turvy. i have one more day to go! arrrrrggg. that's my impression of an angry, upset pirate. i really like how this week started like shit and it ended like the a field of roses. It looks and smells nice, but it's thorny..my analogies are horrid, it's the result of a lack of good english literature classes/reading.
i also have an extreme crush on spanish guys. like Andrés Velencoso. it's because of this:



my eyes fell out when i saw it for the first time.
this really makes me want to go to spain.
......

Ready yet?

Basically befuddled over what i've been doing for the last five hours: packing things for about the next three months of my existence in the u.k./europe. it's too stressful and time-consuming worrying about what to pack and how much of it and if it's still within regulation to take...

i'm off to do more..


and the answer is "no".