ginger_eve

I nearly gave my dad a heartattack yesterday. I was in The Hague, I came from a friends house, and I wanted to take the train back to Rotterdam, but I had just missed that by one minute, so I had to wait for another hour for the next one. (it was 12.30 at night) I didn't really want to do that, so I figured I could go to my dad's house and sleep there. Except that I had no idea if he was home. I couldn't send him a text message, cause then I'd definately wake him up, and that would be stupid if he wasn't there anyway. So I walked to his house, went upstairs, listened at the door if I heard anything, stuck my key in the lock and slowly opened the door. I heard; 'fuck fuck goddamnit!!' and I heard someone run towards the door. It was my dad who had gotten out of bed cause he heard the door, he thought I was a burglar and he was ready to hit me in the head with a vase . Yeah, it was fun



My graduation fashionshow is in exactly one month. I'm going crazyyyyy