It’s been a while since I spent my weekend drinking, well, two nights in a row. This is all very uninteresting to you but I still feel compelled to write it down here: I either get blasted Friday night and spend my Saturday and Sundays faffing around the apartment and nursing a hangover with some Nido soup orrrr I stay up all night on-line on a Friday night and get blasted on a Saturday night and then hate myself for it come Sunday.
Both types of weekends feel lacking; Sunday nights, I find myself panicky and wondering where my weekend went. I guess it makes sense to feel like I’ve accomplished nothing when I’ve spent a good part of those days doing nothing. So did things I did this weekend (haha, what an awkward choice of words)! A few photos:
Friday night with the ~*~hipsturrs~*~ (not to be confused with, like, real hipsters):
My friend, Tin, and I went thrifting Saturday night before meeting up with Nan to drink at his place. The drinking part was unplanned.
On Sunday, I went over to Tin’s so we could take photos of ourselves on her rooftop.
I gave her lazy fakey hair haha.
Sans the funny hair: