Tengo la camisa negra, ya tu amor no me interesa...

Hola.

I feel in a very spanish mood.
BUT I couldn't find Juanes' album today, which I was extremely disappointed about.

Anyway, I'm writing in my blog.
That makes a change. I'm determined to write in it more often, since I have a habit of neglecting the poor thing.

Well, I can officially say that I'm enjoying summer 07 so far.
And I've only been off a week. 9 more weeks to go. Hallelujah.

Went into town today with Cateroo to get some things for Moldova( all bought in Primark btw) and Sazza's birthday present. It's fab, if I must say so myself.
Turns out everyone else was also in town, looking to buy stuff for Moldova- we bumped into the Wallaces and Nicki, also in Primark.
I have a funny feeling that we're all gonna be going out wearing the same clothes.

It was a reasonably nice day, so Nicki, Caters and I were able to buy a cheap lunch from boots and eat it at the City Hall. Those boots meal deals really are an absolute bargain. I can't quite get my head around how they work, but hey, I'm not complaining. If they only want to take £2.99 off me, great.

I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing tomorrow. I feel like just having a nice, relaxing day at home as, chances are, it won't be a nice day anyway.
I also feel like my hair needs dyed again, which is crap because I know that Shek will charge me about a thousand pounds, and so I'll be skint for the rest of the summer.

But
It's that versus my current rootsy look, which isn't such a hot look tbh.

Decisions, decisions, decisions...