Have you ever wondered how it's going to be to have a room in the basement of your house? That is if your dad was crazy enough to have a basement (which does not hold any purpose at all) constructed (which is half the size of my house and which is used by my mother only to put her clothes to dry.)
Well I did wonder about that and sure enough last Friday I made a pledge to the house's supreme court (my mum) and today she did agree for me to move down! Can you believe it? can you actually believe it? can you fucking believe it? ok ok I guess that by now you've believed it but I know you haven't yet realised the importance of this for me. I'll be having a floor on my own, my own fridge in the basement and all my other stuffs plus the room is mega big, it's like a hall and there's an exit door!
And the first thought that came to my mind, the second thought actually cause the first thought was "ding dong". ok, the second thought that came to my mind was: "partyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!" but guess it'll take some time to settle down, make myself comfy and the party can wait.
So I've already started moving my things down. More will be done by tonight and I hope that I manage to get everything done by tonight.
A pic taken today. My dark chocolate warming up in the sun. Still it did not melt like I'd want it to but it sure was tasty. Dark chocolate rocks! hehe...
So long ladies and gents and my delighted aliens.