Where the sun is not shining...

A luscious, lazy, revision-free weekend. Brokeback Mountain was beautiful. More specifically Jake Gyllenhaal was beautiful. Plus horses and sheep and cowboys and Tammy Wynette in the soundtrack. It couldn't get much better than that.

Have been sitting around in my enormous blue woolly jumper doing nothing. Watching, waiting, procrastinating. In five months time I will undoubtedly regret this alot. In five months I will probably regret my entire existence alot.

My brother found his digital camera. Behind the radiator. Strangely enough my music certificates were also there. You're probably bored of photos of my room by now. Notice how the books are colour-coded, instead of in alphabetical order. It was just easier. And I suck.
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