when you miss home hard.

here's my grade 7 partner in crime.

when I was going through the hardest summer of life (june 2011 onwards) when all I did was slug back vodka's [even in movie theatres] I knew I could always count on best friends.

...who discouraged vodka's but were there through the whole thing anyways.
Sending my love to Melly and wishing I was home for all the things I'm missing out on.

Yup, it's a friday..yup I've been up for about 24 hours and yes, I'm still working on stupid law...in the library...

I have no idea how to catch an 8:00 train to Bristol for a full training day on a SATURDAY but here I am...
Missing home isn't helping.