bonnieblu

So, ive been in Valencia two days and already two fucking hostels. Its all good though. This ones way better than the last!

Barcelona was the best and the hostel was fucking awesome.

So i think my body was getting way to used to its daily intake of beer. Its getting all depressing on me which is really fucking annoying, cant wait to get home and drink so much beer i fall over.

I think that this whole travelling and having fun thing has definatly taught me to sort being so responsible and let yourself get absolutly hammered. I met this girl who really opened my eyes to the world and the way i percieve things and how much i fuckup because im such a selfish cunt sometimes. Im sorting my shit out and already seeing the results. LIfe is sweeet!

Its great. But not just with having a good time alot of other shit too. I thought i was going on this camp this year because by right, its my turn to go but they havent picked me and before i would have just sulked and gone with the flow but now, im writing an email to the guy that runs it saying "You know how your still looking for someone? yeah, hi! Available...duh. Pick me arsehole!"

Im one proud motherfucker.