And here I was, finally at london after a 12 hour flight, I was a zombie. I walked towards my cousin who was tearing up, we had not seen each other since 10, so i was almost crying too. After we said hey and made sure I had all my bags we left towards my new apartment it was in the center of town so it was pretty awesome. It wasn't fully docorated yet, but it had the basics.
"thanks for bringin' me so late, you wanna crash, i mean cuase it seems to be like 4 am or something"
"4:36 actually, and yes I'll crash just let me tell my mother" her british accent kickin in and making me feel homesick.
"and while you do that I will call my mom, she could be freaking out right now" So after calling my mom and speaking to my sister who said she missed me a lot, and crying my eyes out with their words I hung up and got ready to finally sleep. Next morning I wake up to a bunch of noises and a very nice smell of eggs, great I didn't have dinner last night, so I got out of bed, went to the bathroom after looking for my personal hygiene elements, and after my morning routine I went out to the kitchen.
"hey um, what are you doing up so early"
"early, are you nuts I am making lunch for us and my parents are coming to help you organize the place, my sister is bussy so you will problably see her at night or something"
"ok I guess, and what about tonight"
"you will see eventually" That I hated, having curiosity about things.
