I made the ultimate cheesecake.
And a Easter tree. I always thought it was the most stupid tradition ever, and persistently criticized my mum for being such a decorations freak, but this year I irremediably felt the urge to have my own. Ta – daaan!
Psik face.
Featured event of the week: part of the East Side Gallery has now been removed.
Also: I hope I re-started what I consider one of the most important pen pal correspondence of my life (which started when I was 15) Obviously, except the one with my grandma that honestly, it’s currently out of control, as I receive a letter or a postcard almost every three days.