No Dublin for me .
The Dublin weekend trip started today, and sadly I am not going. I decided a month or so ago that I couldn't afford to go on all the trips, so I didn't go to Dublin because it was the most expensive one. It was the right decision I know, because my bank account verifies that it was the right decision. But at the same time I do wish I were there now. Oh well...there'll be other times. I'll make sure of that. And besides, I want to visit my cousin in Amsterdam, so I need to leave some money for that.
This past weekend was so much fun. I flew back to the States, though I flew back on Saturday, not on Friday like I would have preferred. (hence my dig at British Airways) But that's a long story and I'm tired of telling it, especially since it isn't relevant anymore. But anyway I got to Virginia around 1:00 on Saturday afternoon and my entire family was there. And I mean my entire family. On my Dad's side anyway. But I saw people this weekend I hadn't seen for about 7 years. Everyone was older and taller and more mature, though still wiseasses. Hehehe. And there were babies! Lots of babies and kiddies! The youngest was about 5 months, the oldest kid 5 years. Then there were the older cousins, or as we call ourselves: Generation 3.
The weekend was partly business and partly to have a reunion for everyone. But it was one of the best times I'd ever had in my entire life, and it makes me so grateful that I have a family that I absolutely adore. It makes me want to rush out and bring home a boyfriend, just so I can have someone to present to my wonderful family. I just wish we could have more times that those, more often. We go up to my Uncle's place pretty often, but that doesn't include the West Coast family. I seriously have so much fun with my family though. When I hang out with my family, I never want to go home. We're just so much fun! As my cousin Ethan said, "You could not fit anymore wisesasses into this room." It's so true though...heehee!
Other than that, not much is going on. Since Dublin is this weekend, my flatmates are all there and I have the flat to myself! It'll be nice, but probably a little lonely too. But I'm working the entire weekend, so that'll occupy my time. It's good though, because I really need the money, and this weekend will help a lot. I'm considering seeing a movie tonight. I really want to see The Life Of David Gale, but I don't really want to see it alone. Because that's just no fun. But I don't know who to ask to go. Maybe James...he's not at Dublin either. I dunno...we'll see.
I woke up this morning, and suddenly felt that I was ready to come home. Not that I didn't want to be in London anymore, just that I'm tired of living with 3 other people, 1 of whom I'm not crazy about, and so far from my family. I think being with my family this weekend, made me miss them more now. Because I really want to be home, or at least back at the reunion again. And I do miss certain things about being home. Like my dog. And driving. And my own bed and computer and DVD player and friends. But, only 6 more weeks left. I know I'll miss London so much, but it'll be nice to be home again.
~originally posted from dreamyemmy
This past weekend was so much fun. I flew back to the States, though I flew back on Saturday, not on Friday like I would have preferred. (hence my dig at British Airways) But that's a long story and I'm tired of telling it, especially since it isn't relevant anymore. But anyway I got to Virginia around 1:00 on Saturday afternoon and my entire family was there. And I mean my entire family. On my Dad's side anyway. But I saw people this weekend I hadn't seen for about 7 years. Everyone was older and taller and more mature, though still wiseasses. Hehehe. And there were babies! Lots of babies and kiddies! The youngest was about 5 months, the oldest kid 5 years. Then there were the older cousins, or as we call ourselves: Generation 3.
The weekend was partly business and partly to have a reunion for everyone. But it was one of the best times I'd ever had in my entire life, and it makes me so grateful that I have a family that I absolutely adore. It makes me want to rush out and bring home a boyfriend, just so I can have someone to present to my wonderful family. I just wish we could have more times that those, more often. We go up to my Uncle's place pretty often, but that doesn't include the West Coast family. I seriously have so much fun with my family though. When I hang out with my family, I never want to go home. We're just so much fun! As my cousin Ethan said, "You could not fit anymore wisesasses into this room." It's so true though...heehee!
Other than that, not much is going on. Since Dublin is this weekend, my flatmates are all there and I have the flat to myself! It'll be nice, but probably a little lonely too. But I'm working the entire weekend, so that'll occupy my time. It's good though, because I really need the money, and this weekend will help a lot. I'm considering seeing a movie tonight. I really want to see The Life Of David Gale, but I don't really want to see it alone. Because that's just no fun. But I don't know who to ask to go. Maybe James...he's not at Dublin either. I dunno...we'll see.
I woke up this morning, and suddenly felt that I was ready to come home. Not that I didn't want to be in London anymore, just that I'm tired of living with 3 other people, 1 of whom I'm not crazy about, and so far from my family. I think being with my family this weekend, made me miss them more now. Because I really want to be home, or at least back at the reunion again. And I do miss certain things about being home. Like my dog. And driving. And my own bed and computer and DVD player and friends. But, only 6 more weeks left. I know I'll miss London so much, but it'll be nice to be home again.
~originally posted from dreamyemmy