This is the death of beauty.

For the summer I am to spend a week at a time with each parent. I just finished my first full week with mum on Monday (which is the longest I've been with her in almost a year. Sad, huh?). It was alright. I did get sweet-ass rainboots out of it. But, to sum up the majority of my week, I mostly cleaned, watched Degrassi, steal time to text on her phone, and clean some more. On top of that, my barren room is an oven and I didn't have all the neccessary stuff I needed that I had packed. Hopefully my second time will be better.