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Sometimes I wonder what all this traveling is actually about. guide books and gringo trails. why do people buy plane tickets to far away lands and bring with them a chronicle of what everyone before them has done? then they return home and put their own chronicle on facebook. photo albums and tags. everyone is guilty. or most of us... of that ( Read more... )

if I'm bored... i should write, you say?

well.. alright.

1. When you wear headphones on the metro, you can avoid near attacks by crazy Parisians, simply by ignoring that they are trying to steal your leftist magazine while yelling at you "leave that fucking magazine in your bag and get on the train ( Read more... )

i'm tired of being stuck in grad school hell.

i want some good music. and to read book instead of academic papers. fuck. it.

cold breath, sunshine in paris. panini and cafe express.

Dear New York ( Read more... )

boys like writing songs for girls. this is the conclusion that i have come to. they do it alot.

i am flying to meet tess in asia tomorrow... until then i am stuck in drip drabby london. being the laziest girl in the world.

... and the very best thing about New York is leaving... and then coming back. Driving in, and thinking ... I'm home.

p.s.
I'm
going
to
Thailand!