nothing to blog about

Some days, you feel speechless. Not because there is nothing worth talking about (Don't get me wrong), but just because you feel pretty much plain and satisfied. This is my mood today. 

4 words for this week-end; hard-work, mind fuck, pique-nic, and sangria. Each one mixed together makes myself more soar than ever...& it's only monday.

I got my ticket's plane paid, my visa card half-paid, my 2 weeks in Lyon paid...the only thing left that I need to save for is my budget for Barcelona, and my train double-ticket from Barcelona to Toulouse. Life is good.