I hate being under pressure to make decisions that are going to affect my life months from now. Too many choices need to be made by tomorrow afternoon. I am frustrated and confused.
This weekend was a delicious mix of sweet bands, road trips, free tattoos, cupcakes, awesome hangouts and too much booze. For the first time in my life I legitimately heard an Australian talk about there being a shark in the water. Yusss.
I'm going to London on thursday. Tell me some sweet touristy shit to check out while my friends are in work.