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Yes, we did the whole tequila process, only we didn't have limes, so we used one of those little bottles of lemon juice, the pure juice that you use for cooking.
Oh my god, was that sour!! :P It seemed to be even worse that a lemon itself, which isn't true ofcourse..
We had a great time though :P

Good that home is still home to you. When I had just moved out, it was all really weird, because the place i had moved into wasn't home yet (and never became 'home', I only stayed there for 8 moths and the I moved in here) so that wasn't home, but my parents house wasn't at all home anymore either.
I used to call myself 'mental homeless' at the time, a joke, even though it wasn't really funny.

I don't have my own room anymore at my parents. When I come over I sleep in my sisters old room, which is now the guestroom. (My sister moved out last July).
I haven't even been in what used to be my room anymore for months now that I think of it.. But even when I do go there, it doesn't feel like my room anymore, even though I spent almost 10 years of my life there, sleeping there, playing there, doing who knows what there.
That was the room I grew up in, I dreamed in, fell in love in, laughed, cried, did everything in, and still, all of that seems to have disappeared when I took my stuff out of that room. It's just such a sad and empty room now...

Sometimes when I have the weekend off my mom askes me why I won't come home. I tried to explain to her that this is my home now, but I think I really hurt her by saying that. But it's just the truth, I mean, all my stuff is here, when I sleep there, I sleep in the guestroom, and that's how I feel when I'm there, like a guest..Kind of sad right?

I do go to Almere quite a lot to see my friends, or they come here, and sometimes when I stay overnight there, I stay over night at my one of my friends' place, to me it kind feels the same way..

Ok, enough complaining and feeling sorry for myself!!
I'll try to think of a happy subject to discuss here :P

Love you all!!

"I'll ride the trail till the stars turn pale
And camp at the break of dawn
Nobody will know which way I'll go
They'll only know I'm gone."