there's so much to say; about cornish skies, bonfires on the beach, drunkness, the cerise gaing (don't ask, really, don't), my husband to be (oh our children will be beautiful), my lovely friends over here, the social club, magners irish cider, and how much i miss my friends in indonesia. and of course, most of all, i should be talking about the fact that tomorrow i will be turning 22. i'm going through a mini bout of depression and thinking - where have the last 4 years gone? but i guess it's ok. i'll get over it.
i've been having the best time of my life since i've been here.
i guess this is to say: i am sorry i am not updating properly, but i am seriously tired and the last two weeks have been non stop for me.
i've come so far, and it surprises me every single day.