Chronically Awkward

I kid you not guys, she did. Well,  I did. We had a costume party on the terrace and my celebrity (theme) was: Mrs O Everyone loved it! But the party was dry as dry can get. Sahara dry. But tbh thats because it was not my scene, and most definately not my kind of people. I mean, my housemates...

Didn't find him till the LAST FREAKING BITE! This infidel was IN the frying pan, ON the plate and BESIDE my lazagne. As Niamh would say: SICK.BA...

Right, there seems to be a very present LGBT community in lil old Badajoz- which actually fully shocks me. For instance, one of the first friends I made over here happens to have a transexual girl as a bestie, lovely as she is, that was a first for me. I mean, at uni sure, I've seen and met a lot trans...

So, Danielle suggested I use this blog to write about my year abroad, and seeing as none of you heifers are using it I'm hijacking it! - This is friendship- RIGHT. Anyway, over it. All of you know anyway that I'm in Spain, for those of you that care, and plan to use Google to see where the heck I am...