Only happy when it rains.

On saturday it was time for me to get started with my late spring closet inventory - I decided to simply toss all of my clothes that I hadn't worn in a long time and, no matter how I was trying to deny it, never again would've. So I spent hours and hours going through my closet and ended up, surprisingly, packing up over half of my clothes in boxes, bags and suitcases and taking them to a flea market at 6am on Mothers' day with my friend Salla.

And who said that my car's too small to fit a thing in it?

Despite the fact that we didn't get as much sold in those 8 hours as we'd hoped, the day was quite fun nonetheless with lots of coffee and fun people around.

I didn't really care about the profit, I just wanted to get rid of my old things - I feel like starting all over again with some certain things in my life, including my wardrobe, apartment and lifestyle. My way to celebrate the fact that a new era's about to start in my life is to make some more or less major changes and just simply put things in order. Why? Because sometimes you just have to say goodbye to the past, cut out and let go on the things that just don't work anymore, no matter how well they did previously. Whether it's about a pair of shoes, a habit or a relationship.

Today I slept in after getting home late from my friend's video game night. Woke up around midday to realize that it was raining outside, my umbrella was missing, my boss had cancelled four out of my five shifts for this week, I was coughing my lungs out and that the day was simply gloomy in many ways. Getting coffee with a bunch of friends made it better though, as it always does.

Maybe it's just better for me to have a couple of days off right now, despite the fact that I'm in desperate need of money. There are 50 blank invitations on my desk waiting to be written and a pile of Australian working visa application forms in by bag to be filled out. Also, I haven't been to the gym in three days, my place is still a mess and I need to go shopping for some necessary graduation stuff. So I guess I should just get my ass up now, turn off my MacBook and start doing something with my horrible time management skills. And be proud of myself for once.