Sometimes I stop and think, do I have too much on my plate? Am I too busy? And then I add something big to my To-Do list. I've had a lot of goals for my third and final year of university, and my last year in England: Do more travelling before I leave; I haven't … Continue reading Final Year Goals
Thoughts on Thoughts
I am way too early for work. Like, an hour and a half early. But class ended early and I already ate and work has wifi and it's better to be an hour and a half early than five minutes late. The day is wet and gloomy. I can see the peak of what looks … Continue reading Thoughts on Thoughts
Coming Up For Air
For once, everything's quiet. That's rare at a university. The wifi only half-works and it's horrible. Like right now, I'm getting messages saying I'm no longer connected to the internet, but it still shows four bars and green lights. Let me give you a rough update on my life. I haven't had many personal posts lately, which is … Continue reading Coming Up For Air
Outfit of the Week: Mod Girl
I'm going to keep this one short. Remember The Londoner? This is the same dress. I know that very often, people are hesitant to buy such loud pieces like this. Not to worry, here I am to show you that a statement piece is only an opportunity for creativity! I personally prefer this combination over The … Continue reading Outfit of the Week: Mod Girl
Dear Paris
Wow. I can't believe I was in Paris this time last week, and now this has happened. My thoughts are with those affected. It's at times like these when I get homesick. But it's not the usual homesick. I don't long for my mountains or the poutine or the Ehs, I just want to hug … Continue reading Dear Paris
Short Nights, Long Nights
I can't remember the last time I slept in. Is this what my life is now that I'm a legal adult in every country of the world? I don't like it. I want to go back. I woke up this morning at six, although I thought it was seven because my clock was still on … Continue reading Short Nights, Long Nights
Twenty-One
I wasn't going to say anything at all today or ever again, but the secret's out now, I guess. Hold on, I'm getting ahead of myself. I woke up in Paris this morning, half an hour before the alarm. 4am UK time, 5am Paris time. Got ready, packed my bags, and left. I took the … Continue reading Twenty-One
One Last Grand Tour of Paris
I woke up at 6am on a Sunday morning. I think the woman I was sharing the hostel room with was pissed off at me, but from what I could tell, she had somewhere to be pretty early, too. Still, I completely understand not wanting to wake up to the sound of someone else's alarm … Continue reading One Last Grand Tour of Paris
High, from Paris
I love heights. Am I afraid of them? Sure, I guess I have that healthy dose of fear that tells me to step away from an edge. But it never stops me from getting as close to the edge as possible. In fact, I don’t think I would love heights so much if I didn’t … Continue reading High, from Paris
I Ran Away to Paris
This place has terrible internet connection. Here’s hoping I don’t have to find the nearest Starbucks to post. (Update: I just needed a password. It works fine.) Boy have I got a post for you. Get comfortable. When I first came to England, I was so excited to be in Europe where all these countries were … Continue reading I Ran Away to Paris
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