So I smell like my uncle and it's a warm and comforting smell.
It's been an interesting weekend here at home. Or just an interesting week in general. I handed in my final assessment for one of my subjects. So now that's out of the way and I don't have to worry about it anymore. Other than the grade that is. I didn't go to bed/sleep before One O'clock each night. It was both and exhausting and wonderful feeling. These late nights were due to the fact that I was just chilling with some new and wonderful friends up at Uni. I really did have a blast this week.
To top it all off, I came home on Thursday night to discover a large and very much anticipated parcel waiting for me. This parcel contained the three books that I had ordered of Amazon.com. And finally, finally they arrived. Inside this wonderful, and ill wrapped parcel contained three books by the artist Brom. That book, on the index there (titled The Child Thief), is one of them I received. The other two were The Plucker and The Devil's Rose. They are actually really beautifully written, and are in no way Children's books. Despite the fact that they seem like it (being all Illustrated stories and all) they are not and I repeat NOT children's books. They are actually quite scary and do include bad language and rather graphic violent scenes. And I love them.
They are, very much me books. And I encourage others to seek them out and read and fall in love.
I spoke to my travelling friend recently. And I am so happy for her it's ridiculous. She's off enjoying Ireland at the moment (I think) and I'm so jealous but also happy for her. I miss her like something fierce but I know that I can wait for her to return.
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