Back down south

After a year of being in boarding school/ expulsion, dealing with overtly methodist cunts, family drama and being told that failure at school with result in me being shunned in society and living off the dole, i felt like it was time for a much needed holiday. This summer i'm planning on absolutely bumming it and being a complete vagabond.

Vagabond: The act of leaving behind the orderly world to travel independently for an extended period of time. A deliberate way of living that makes freedom to travel possible

Just for a little while though.. I'll have my massive backpack, a cardboard sign and just enough money to buy the next round of beer. Couchsurfing, an acient ritual for the mysterious creature that is the Partyboy, will be my main method of shelter this summer, relying on the generosity of dirty students, beer pong enthusiasts and whoever else is up for a laugh.
I shall abandon my habbits of regular showers, proper meals and confirmed bedding to be substituted with beer and biscuits. Who better to do it with than fellow blogger, part-time mermaid and Partyboy Aoife?

love/hate/teenage angst from a small town..
Raya

Free like a bird.

I havn't slept. For the last like 24 hours. Flew home today at 5 in the morning and was so exited...I couldn't sleep. The last weeks I felt like I was trapped. Like someone sucked my energy into a big black hole. Now I am at home and I am free like a bird. For the whole day I have been running around...beeing so hyper. Drank like 3l of Diet Coke. The Air of Freedom sourrounds me and I want to breath it in. All of it. Tomorrow I am going to the Gym. Serious Diet is going to start. Partys are gonna start on Mondays...until Thursday. Boys...Alcohol....I need you. SO MUCH. I have my energy, my craziness back. I am HOME. I am FREE. 

Tomorrow: sleep until 4. Gym until 8. Party until the sun rises.

Food and Drink: not existent. Diet Coke, Coffee and Willpower will feed me. 
Benny.