The trip.
So. The d-day is 2nd July, and then we'll know for sure.
Squeeee!
Hehe.
In the meantime, better not think and talk about it too much. I don't want to jinx it.
Can you just not remember anymore, please? Do yourself a favour and MOVE ON.
Thanks.
Work? I feel like a chicken with its head cut off. Running.. aimlessly and brainlessly.