My face fell/My faith fell
When will I smile again?
So. I am home. Got my PalmPilot stolen which is so much more serious than my CD player. Now have no idea when anything is due, when my flight home is, lost all my phone numbers, shit shit shit shit shit. Cried from Madrid to Barcelona. Six hours.
Sometimes people are so shitty.
But sometimes not. I read in a wonderful fandom. And Sallybird is gonna come visit me tomorrow.