Given that my life has no real purpose at the moment, the dawn of the weekend generally means absolutely nothing to me. Throughout three years at university it also meant nothing to me, because I did the same thing on a weekend as I did during the week –
get drunk off cheap wine and eat pizza go to the library and get all my work done. Weekends only really took on any sort of meaning when my boyfriend and I went long-distance and he got a full-time job. Basically… TGIF because he’s coming to visit and we’re going to Thorp Perrow to see some meerkats, maybe go out for an Italian, maybe go to the library get drunk off cheap wine and eat pizza.
I leave you with this clip, which made me laugh so much that it honestly brought me to tears. Hope everyone has a great weekend!