I'm laughing the entire time. My sister feels like she's Frodo, when she lays in my hammock in a fetal position. She is genius. I quote: "I feel exactly like Frodo when I look in your mirror like this!"And now she's peacefully taking a nap, while she should be in her own bed.
Wait .. I'll sneakily take a picture of her .. she's not going to notice anyway.
Yes, I managed to take a picture!

Aww, doesn't she look adorable?
And this is when she notices I was taking pictures of her .. Ha! Look at her face:

Aren't those pink/purple-ish lights cute? They look cosy in this picture .. but in real life .. it makes my room look like some sort of brothel. Nope, I will not beat around the bush: a brothel, ladies and gentlemen. Because of the red light .. you know?
Unfortunately this light doesn't show my wallpaper too well. I love my wallpaper, it's very baroque. I am a baroque-oldschool-vintage-purple-lightblue-beige-lightlightlight kind of girl. AND I like to ramble. Like .. NOW!
Hey! My sister has the same pajama's as I do! Awesome. Though I think mine are a 1000 times bigger than hers. Ha-ha! Mine are like a tent .. a four-person tent. xD
But, this day is coming to an end. Just like every other day. And I don't like that.
I realized that the reason I want to stay up later everyday .... is that I don't want the next day to dawn!
But tonight I'll go to bed early. Early as in .. half an hour earlier than usual. I'm probably going to do a lot of stuff before I actually get IN my bed to think about all the stuff that happened through the day .. and all the stuff that is likely to happen the next day and then I'm probably going to muse about my "almost-job".
Uhu, I sent a letter to SEIDEL! A hotel-restaurant in the hood. And guess what I applied for? Doing the friggin' dishes! Yaaay! I could also have chosen for a job as 'server'. But that would totally not work out for me. I already imagined horrible scenes about me .. dropping spaghetti into some fancy ladies' cleavage. Or maybe drop all the glasses + plates + all the food on the floor. Or maybe on the head of some guy who turns out to be some supervision-dude. Who - after all the food throwing in his hair and messing with his toupee - fires my boss. BUT ... it might even turn out right for me! I just had another vision:
I accidentally throw spaghetti [I don't know why spaghetti, but it's just tasty and the sauce is nice and messy] on his head, he, the supervisor, looks in the mirror and says: WOW! I love this hairdo! Girl .. you just changed my life! I love you! Then he gives me a big rib-crushing hug ans askes: 'Do you want cash or credit?'
'Excuse me?'
'You don't think I'm going to let you, the inventor of this marvelous coiffure, walk away without any returns? Money baby.. MONEY!'
And that's when he goes crazy and by crazy I mean: he starts screaming like ... Frodo [hehehehe] and he throws all his money in the air.
Alright, I need to try and get some sleep, because tomorrow is a pretty intense day:
Exam-training
Absolutely un-cool.
Where on earth is my toothbrush?!