Countdown to Summer Begins..

Such such SUCHH a beautiful day today, I seriously thought it was summer; then I stepped outside and almost froze to death. But still, so beautiful. It was one of those days when you just feel happy to be alive, and have the urge to wear floral, eat fresh food and drink rosé. Or maybe that's just me.
Either way, this summer will be extra special not only because it will mean the end of Big Exams, but because I will be seeing Foreign Lover again! Woo!! Although I spent most of the day fantasising about seeing him again, typically I began worrying about it too. Seriously, my worrying is getting out of control; I remember when I heard he was coming to London, I got so worried that I got to the point where I had decided that it would be better if he didn't come at all. I know. Ridiculous. But still, inevitable for me. Today, I started thinking about the fact that because last time was so amazing, this time wouldn't be as good and I would end up disappointed. I think the reason last time was such a success was that due to my excessive preparation for all the worst scenarios, I wasn't expecting too much so I was pleasantly surprised when everything went perfectly. The best thing is probably not to think about it too much as, after all, it is in 5 fat months.
However, that is not how things work in C's world. Planning is essential, which perhaps explains why I found myself on tumblr at one a.m. going through hundreds of pages of pictures for inspiration for summer outfits. Sadly, this had the opposite effect as I ended up depressed due to all the beautiful people I came across, and am now undecided whether to go blonder or browner. I am ridiculously temperamental when it comes to decisions regarding the colour of my hair. The thing is though, Foreign Lover's friends are all gorgeous and to be honest I am shitting myself at the thought of meeting them, hence the craziness at needing to look good. It's bad enough meeting a prospective lover's friends, but when half of them look like models and you need to prove to them that it's not a waste of time that we like eachother despite living in different countries, the pressure is REALLY on. I mean, what the hell do I do when there's not even enough time to go on a diet before seeing him because of Big Exams? And how am I supposed to make a good impression on a bunch of French rich girls who will probably hate me? NOT TO MENTION how in God's name am I going to be able to buy all these amazing outfits that I have dreamt up..???
For now, all I can comfort myself with is this picture of this girl's amazing hair:

Dont know why, but I can't stop staring at it. A sign that I should go darker for summer perhaps? Come to think of it, all of Foreign Lover's exes were brunette.. maybe it IS a sign!?!

Oh fuck that. God knows I will have found an excuse not to by tomorrow.

nighty night,

♥ C