Sunday - Week 1 o' Break
My Shuffle is so broken today!
Hello, mien compadres! I'm on break! Last day of classes for Lent term was March 19th so now I get to do whatever I want!
Once Jackie's Irish school gets out, we're going to go frolicking around the U.K. She says we're gonna be roughing it and it slight hint of terror I felt totally relieved to me that I'm such a princess. I'm looking forward to having a fun 'backpacking around Europe' experience. I'm still trying to think of what the heck I'm going to do with my free time next term. By the end of it, Jackie will be home and I don't think I'm going to have anyone to travel with and not travelling while one has a week off in Europe is just lame. However, I know from experience that travelling alone kinda sucks. It can be cool, but it's usually not fun. Also, I'm terrified of being on my own in cities. Well... okay, not completely true. If I've got a map and I'm just wandering around with no real goals and no real time line, then I'm fine just poking around. However, if I have a place I have to be at a certain time or someone I have to meet, then I get real worried and when I get worried my brain starts to shut down and then I'm like 'you can't do that!' and my brain goes 'okay, fine' and it starts making stuff up and then I can't read maps properly.
Soooo.... still not sure what to do about that.
I want to go to Italy again! But I was so sure that I wasn't going to get an opportunity to go back until I learned Italian and then totally went back myself! But I'm pretty close to it, but I don't know italian and I don't have a little pack o' highschoolers to travel with and no latin teacher guide. (YOU ARE THE ROCKINEST, MR. BUCK!) And who wants to go to a hostel alone? I'd only do that if I was running away, in a romance movie-like scenario and was looking for something in Europe, or if it was like my crazy dream to go to Italy and just being there is exhilarating enough to keep me in enough of a daze to not notice that I'm in a youth hostel. I've never been in a youth hostel!
And those are my future plans at the moment.
All of this week was spent in careful study for my papers, which are all done and handed in and yay. Now I get to draw till my heart's content and live in the library and get to read all those informational books I didn't get to read through the term while desperately wishing I had something to read with a plot line.
I'm also trying my dardest not to get lonely. George goes homes today, so once he's gone there'll just be me and Martin left, who'll be working on his dissertation. I'll just have to harass Cat more.
And whoever said 'there are few of us who are secure enough to be really in love without proper encouragement' was so right.
I'm going to go back to watching 'Barbie and the 3 Musketeers' on youtube now.
Hello, mien compadres! I'm on break! Last day of classes for Lent term was March 19th so now I get to do whatever I want!
Once Jackie's Irish school gets out, we're going to go frolicking around the U.K. She says we're gonna be roughing it and it slight hint of terror I felt totally relieved to me that I'm such a princess. I'm looking forward to having a fun 'backpacking around Europe' experience. I'm still trying to think of what the heck I'm going to do with my free time next term. By the end of it, Jackie will be home and I don't think I'm going to have anyone to travel with and not travelling while one has a week off in Europe is just lame. However, I know from experience that travelling alone kinda sucks. It can be cool, but it's usually not fun. Also, I'm terrified of being on my own in cities. Well... okay, not completely true. If I've got a map and I'm just wandering around with no real goals and no real time line, then I'm fine just poking around. However, if I have a place I have to be at a certain time or someone I have to meet, then I get real worried and when I get worried my brain starts to shut down and then I'm like 'you can't do that!' and my brain goes 'okay, fine' and it starts making stuff up and then I can't read maps properly.
Soooo.... still not sure what to do about that.
I want to go to Italy again! But I was so sure that I wasn't going to get an opportunity to go back until I learned Italian and then totally went back myself! But I'm pretty close to it, but I don't know italian and I don't have a little pack o' highschoolers to travel with and no latin teacher guide. (YOU ARE THE ROCKINEST, MR. BUCK!) And who wants to go to a hostel alone? I'd only do that if I was running away, in a romance movie-like scenario and was looking for something in Europe, or if it was like my crazy dream to go to Italy and just being there is exhilarating enough to keep me in enough of a daze to not notice that I'm in a youth hostel. I've never been in a youth hostel!
And those are my future plans at the moment.
All of this week was spent in careful study for my papers, which are all done and handed in and yay. Now I get to draw till my heart's content and live in the library and get to read all those informational books I didn't get to read through the term while desperately wishing I had something to read with a plot line.
I'm also trying my dardest not to get lonely. George goes homes today, so once he's gone there'll just be me and Martin left, who'll be working on his dissertation. I'll just have to harass Cat more.
And whoever said 'there are few of us who are secure enough to be really in love without proper encouragement' was so right.
I'm going to go back to watching 'Barbie and the 3 Musketeers' on youtube now.