Updated Tuesday

It's almost been four days now that my apartment has no water. When you live at an old-ass building in the center of an old town chances are the pipes, the windows, the walls are waaaay old. Almost like they're telling you a story. Well the story I've been listening to these 4 days goes like this:

'guess what, STILL no water. pee wisely'

I mean this has happened before. I know how to bathe myself through plastic bottles of water better than painting my nails. But my clean tea cups were running out and that's where I draw the line! Anyway, today they fixed the damn problem so I think by this evening I will also have hot water (amen to that).

I had a visitor last night. A friend of mine who is doing his military training this semester came back for some days so he came over and we talked about everything over (some glasses of) wine. I missed him, really. We were cuddling on the couch and talked about travelling and stuff. I haven't done this in such a long time.

But this caused me a huge headache the morning after, having to be at university at 9 in the morning, looking absolutely ridiculous and in NO mood for talking. 

Of course you can all guess what happened when the class was over and I was one step closer to leaving the sight of the earth looking this dumb, relieved I survived. 

I bumped into my ex. YES. And we talked and got the bus home together and everything....

Cause that's JUST the way it goes. So, thank you, universe, I couldn't have been hotter or cuter or AT LEAST with even eyebrows. I get the irony. Really.