burn!burn!burn!

literally... I was on fire. well, not really all of me. but my hand. Third degree burns as I was going to make some coffee last thursday morning. it still hurts, of course. But what it really got to me was the fact I never cared bout it too much at the time... simply rushed as much as possible to not miss the train and get at my work in time. insane.

looking at my left hand now makes me realise I'll get pretty bad scars. :( I'm no perfectionist, specially when it comes to bodies. I love the little marks and moes I have everywhere... but this burn is just gonna remind me of my stupidity. damn.

I'm looking foward to stay in and update somethings this weekend. I've been reading loads again, which is good. Making time to do all these little things I love and never find the mood for them. I guess it's always like that when you're trying to adapt to the new season. at least for me it's always been like that.