Things I brought from home

Shit photos but, anyways.

3 pack!

Fresh troops.

17 bruises, not kidding.

Also, this is my room. I'll clean it soon mom, promise.

Not pictured, a makeup bag full of confetti. Explanations?

Just Sitting Around and Soaking Up Each Others' Awesomeness

SO some of the Hedwig followers have become a little bit envious of the life of an Erasmus kid. Sure, it's class. All sangria, euro tequila shots and creepy Spanish men with mullets. As much of a laugh it is, and as much as I like to gloat over many aspects of my new continental lifestyle, I think there is a part of me that is a little bit envious of my comrades back on home turf. Stuff that they're lucky to have:

Fresh milk.

Actual seasons.

The capacity to be witty, use word play.

Eeeeh that's all I can think of.