curiouser and curiouser
It's funny how much more there is to read on LiveJournal when you're a member of a community. I joined the Panic! At The Disco community. You can laugh if you want. It's very strange and I don't know if I'll stay in it, but I do like it because it was through this group that I've found the two music videos ("But It's Better If You Do" and "I Write Sins Not Tragedies," both of which are quite good and amusing to watch, although I don't know if that was entirely intentional). There are also scans from press releases that I wouldn't be able to see otherwise, being...you know, in the UK and all...so it's good for that as well. But that's not what I was talking about; I was going to say that since I joined the community, I have upwards of lots of entries to read on a daily basis. Most of them have no substance, but every now and again there's something that piques my interest and it's something to do when I'm bored. Plus that's where I got my icon.
I made Caroline a cake for her 21st birthday. It was a carrot cake, with homemade cream cheese icing because they don't sell it here. It got lots of compliments. I love Scotland, but I want to go home. I miss my friends, I miss my family, I miss Brandon. I miss North Carolina, which is scary to me, because I always thought I couldn't wait to get away from it. That state has gotten its hooks into me. More than anything I miss the food. It's not all that different over here, the Scottish do love frying everything they possibly can, so going to 101 connection on South Street is like a trip to the NC State Fair. But I'm ready to go home. I don't want to have to finish out these essays I'm working on, I don't want to have to take exams, I don't want to wait that ten days at the end of the semester before I can fly home. I don't know if I mentioned it, but my exams end the 17th. My flight home is the 27th, because the school doesn't post exam schedules until after spring break. Had I known, I would have done my scheduling differently.
When I go home, I have to work not to gain back all the weight I've lost over here.
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I made Caroline a cake for her 21st birthday. It was a carrot cake, with homemade cream cheese icing because they don't sell it here. It got lots of compliments. I love Scotland, but I want to go home. I miss my friends, I miss my family, I miss Brandon. I miss North Carolina, which is scary to me, because I always thought I couldn't wait to get away from it. That state has gotten its hooks into me. More than anything I miss the food. It's not all that different over here, the Scottish do love frying everything they possibly can, so going to 101 connection on South Street is like a trip to the NC State Fair. But I'm ready to go home. I don't want to have to finish out these essays I'm working on, I don't want to have to take exams, I don't want to wait that ten days at the end of the semester before I can fly home. I don't know if I mentioned it, but my exams end the 17th. My flight home is the 27th, because the school doesn't post exam schedules until after spring break. Had I known, I would have done my scheduling differently.
When I go home, I have to work not to gain back all the weight I've lost over here.
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