it is sooo weird being home. its so crazy to think that yesterday we were at the beach in Northern Ireland after our house party at Orlagh's, or that friday we were at the U2 concert in Dublin, or that last week we were getting high in Amsterdam, or that two weeks ago we were drinking cheap wine with italian boys and americans on the Spanish Steps in Rome, or that three weeks ago we were celebrating a soccer championship in Sevilla, or that three weeks ago we were shopping in Morocco, or that four weeks ago we were partying till dawn in Madrid at Joy Eslava discoteca. we met so many interesting and strange people. we did so many crazy things. being home is nice but kinda depressing. oh wellll, until next summer....
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