I'm having a miserable day. Actually, it was quite a nice day. It was sunny, I saw friends, I had a cool class, and I hung out in the bookstore. But I've had a cold since last night and therefore feel miserable. You know when only one thing is making you miserable and then you … Continue reading Miserable
Home(s)
I should be used to this by now. In a way, I suppose I am. I know what and how much to pack. I know what tickets I need, the times to book for. I know where to go and who to talk to. I know how to do everything in such a way that … Continue reading Home(s)
The Oxford Day
I was supposed to write this and post it on Sunday. I tried writing it again yesterday. Both times I got sidetracked by an assignment which has now been handed in, so I have nothing left to distract me. On Saturday, Pat took me to Oxford as a Christmas present. Yeah. I know. I'll never be … Continue reading The Oxford Day
Places To Go Bucket List II
Way back in January when this blog was a mere two months old, I wrote one of my most popular blog posts ever: Places To Go Bucket List. The list consisted of ten places, but I only really went into the first few, which I have checked off. Since then, the list has changed a bit, … Continue reading Places To Go Bucket List II
Final Year Goals
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
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
Macbeth / Out and About
Even though it's technically Sunday, I will be writing as if it's still yesterday. Today, I have something to write about. I took no pictures, but I actually did something besides sit in the library and write (which feels like all I'm doing these days and unfortunately not much of that writing is for this … Continue reading Macbeth / Out and About
Fantastical Daydreams
Classes start tomorrow and my feelings about it are stuck somewhere between Spongebob Squarepants ("I'm ready! I'm ready! I'm ready!") and me in high school ("Is it over yet?"). But I'm going to put my game face on and try to make the most of my last year. I spent the weekend catching up with … Continue reading Fantastical Daydreams
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