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Moving Out & stuff

Hey Ho my friends!!

I´m going on an adventure!
Nah, not really. But I´m moving out and that´s kinda the same, innit?
My very first and very own flat. And it´s perfect. About 60 square-metres, 2 rooms (plus kitchen, bath and the hallway), a pantry and a balcony <3
We´re still painting the walls and laminating the floor but if everything goes to plan, I shall move in during the first weekend in January! I am so excited. After all, it´s what I always wanted!
I´ll let you know once I live there.

Other news include: I´ll stay in Bath for 8 weeks next year, for an internship #superexcited and my English teacher proof-reads the translation of my book "Don´t forget me" (working title) #stillexcited AND most importantly: I collected all my bravery and told my kinda-crush about my feelings for him (which are super confusing) and he was really sweet and chill about it. We decided to stay friends (because I´m not sure if I love him as a friend or more and he only said he likes me) which I am so happy about because he is like my bestest male friend and I value our friendship so super much!

That´s it for today, guys.
Stay safe
Vanessa xxx

PS: Here´s a photo of me working hard

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