Omg guys, long to no tweet. Khair, random rant time. So I've been in the UK for like 3 years now and it's been a journey. I've loved parts of it for sure, but it's also been a bit of a struggle to keep myself afloat. I've spent the better part of the past 2 years job hunting,
I'm been on the bus for about 40 minutes, and the guy behind me hasn't stopped hiccuping. It was very annoying, but now it's fucking hilarious. I feel like I'm in some old Disney cartoon or something.
It's reading week, and I was gonna get myself a tattoo today. I arranged my whole week around getting it today, taking into account the pain and all. But the tattoo artist is sick and postponed it till next week. Now I'm just sitting here like what da fuck do I do with my life.
I'm currently in hotel quarantine in UK. Mostly been okay. My rooms on the first floor and overlooks the entrance. One of the ways I'm getting through is by doing solo dance parties. But today I forgot to shut my curtains and EVERYONE SAW ME DANCING LIKE A SPIDER ON A HOT PLATE.