Only 10 days of Punky

10 days more to going home! To prata and girlfriends and midnight convos by the water and afternoon coffee sessions and rolling around in the sand with the dog and swimming in the mornings and movies and Mortons with Topher and dinner and drinks with Ego and Zoukout with the Honeytrappers (wheeee!!! Zoukout!!) where we will continue our Honeytrapper tradition of laughing at Tiramisu and playing Santarina and long lazy afternoons with The Boy eating prawn paste chicken wings and pizza and watching DVDs and going exploring and curling up together to sleep.

BUT! that also means 10 days left of watching The Simpsons with Punky and buying muesli from my favourite spice shop and sharing the Drug Of Choice when we cook and those very tight bike shorts and riding around, because after this Punky is GONE FOREVER.

Hapy sad happy sad happy sad. Haiyah.

5 days to exams. Stress stress stress stress stress stress stress.