do not be afraid to die; be afraid of never having lived

so all in all everything went smoothly, all 55 kilos of my crap made it through and all the flights were on time and the rides were smooth. my connection at heathrow went well, security went fast and i had just enough time to go to the bathroom and get a sandwich and hopped on the next flight. only complaint is that i didnt sleep on any of the 9 hours of flight and i was just going crazy cramped in the little space being overtired. anyways, my bags came through nothing broke and i was excited. i walk out and my family says i look rested im like umm i havent slept in like 24 hours so thats strange. but it was nice to get back to my usual balloon (this one said 21 tho) and my funfetti cake as always and my nice comfy bed, which i passed out upon my head hitting the pillow. the next day i went to my familys mothers day party which was really fun. ive been enjoying talking about my trip as always. i havent really had anything to do during the day cause people work ya know, but its been nice chilling at the house catching up on some tv and napping. im still somewhat jet lagged. last night i went to dinner and a movie (hot fuzz) with josh and was so tired at the movie and exhausted when i got home even though it was only midnight. i need to start waking up later. all in all its good to be home with people around me who actually enjoy my company, although i do miss europe. its been nice to drive and be able to order alcohol (got carded for the first time haha) but not at the same time... gary sent me a message saying he hoped i had a good time in spain. i sent him a message saying that he shouldnt contact me unless hes going to apologize. and he did i guess. but i really dont want to talk to him ever again. im still angry. i dont think im even going to hook up with anyone while im home. i dont think it would be a great idea. i need to continue the healing. tho if something comes up, maybe cause i do miss kissing. absolutely nothing else tho. i could use some cuddling tho, that would be nice. lots of hugs. i miss debbie and i cant wait till she comes home too!! then we could talk about our trips for a long time and cook yummy food. mmm. we have plenty of spices now and a lifetime supply of saffron. haha.

ok so thursday i went off to retiro cause it was a beautiful day (28 celcius) and it was as beautiful as ever. they were building a stage in the middle of the lake for some concert. then i went to gran via and bought some tea for my mom and salud. Salud was happy that i remembered what her favorite tea was and i also got her a nice mug with flowers on it as she loves to plant. i found this really wacky store and i got rocio this mousepad that has like liquid and fish in it that move around when you move the mouse. i thought it was pretty cool. i got her a purse too. i was happy with my gifts. i ate at pans and co. again and i got a tortilla sandwich but it had green peppers in it too which made it AMAZING. ill have to remember that. then i went back and started packing. i am bringing back alot of crap. ive got 2 suitcases of 19 kilos each and my backpack carryon is 14 kilos. its friggin heavy. im afraid the straps are going to break haha. so then we went down and exchanged presents and took pictures. we had to say goodbye to rocio cause she was going to mayorca the next day (so jealous). she wasnt very good at saying goodbye, but shes 13 what do you expect. they were surprised that i started packing a day beforehand, they were like wow you really want to leave, but in actuality it took me many hours to pack so i needed to start early. so then we had the cena de despedida at the same restaurant we ate at the first night. it was like everyone left their hate for everyone (that was aparent at the last dinner) at the door. it was a great dinner. such good food and i had like at least 4 glasses of sangria... i lost count... unfortunately 2 of my professors couldnt make it. so i was kind of sad. they had this picture slide show that made me think you know i did have fun with these people. and then there was gift exchanging, we gave the teachers picture frames and candles and they gave us juanes cds haha. then everyone started crying but i didnt. then i was talking to maricarmen and my internship professor and maricarmen was like oh danielle she never let me know anything about her. always so quiet. never complained never said anything. and she was like why arent you crying? did you not enjoy your time here? and i was like no its not that its just that i wish that these people would have called me every once in a while, and thats when i lost it. i could not stop crying. but at this point i was pretty drunk from the wine, and having extreme emotional pms this week. but also, then again i had been holding alot in, and i have been through alot this semester. its not that i dont like spain, its just not the lifestyle im used to and it has been kind of hard on me, but i really did enjoy myself. so then we all went out drinking of cource seeing as how its our last night. so already drunk off the wine, we proceeded to get a free drink at this one bar, and then we went to this like salsa dance club where marta begged the ppl to let us in for free instead of 10 euro cover. it was really cool. the drinks were expensive but i was already kind of drunk so i only had a mojito and a really strong rum and coke. (i will miss the way spaniards do drinks) so the more wasted i got the "better" (at least i thought i was better) my salsa dancing got. it was alot of fun and i was dancing with people (had to turn away many creepy spanish old guys ew). a few of our people went up to the stage and it was fun watching them. then they were doing wierd things with midgets dressed as doctors. i love how getting drunk makes you either more emotional or just more aware of a feeling you had but maybe have been repressing. about halfway through the night i just got really really jealous of evan dancing with leeza the entire friggin night and chasing after her and marta. then i tried to dance with him and i got totally snubbed. i was pretty much ignored by evan the whole night as he chased after other people. but anyways so when iwas dancing i felt totally fine and not that drunk, but when i went to the bathroom i was like almost uncapable of going by myself. i wonder why when i was dancing i felt fine? i asked someone else and they said thats normal. so i had alot of fun, it was a great way to end the semester. so evan and i take a cab home and im infuriated at this point and im drunk enough to start saying some things i know i really shouldnt say and if i wasnt feeling more sober by the time i got home i might have said them. so anyways, he realized that something was up and kept asking me if i was okay, im like yea im just mad. and then he was like what are you mad about and i was like i dont want to talk about it or something and he said something about how he was concerned, and that if i was still angry in the morning we could talk about it. and i just said im angry at you and walked up the stairs. he was just kind of like oh and didnt bring it up till like 12 hrs later. we got home at 4am and like i just could not go to sleep. my body was telling me you are way too drunk to sleep right now. so i woke up like 6 hrs later and i was still really dizzy. about an hour later a headache set in, which i combatted by drinking some juice. evan didnt talk to me the whole morning until we went out to lunch with salud. we went to ginos which is an alright italian place. we got menu del dia, im going to miss the multi cource cheap meals. tomato and mozarella salad, spaghetti bolognese, and profiteroles mm the sauce on top was warm and yummy. the bread was nice and fresh and warm too, with spanish olive oil. great way to end it. it was a good time, and we were supposed to take her out, but she wouldnt let us pay. shes so nice. she told us that we can come stay here whenever we come back to spain. so then i went shopping bought some extra food to bring back and packed some more. this is about the time when evan finally was like so why are you mad at me. and i was like cause you ignored me the whole night. and he was like well i was dancing with leeza alot, but i didnt purposely ignore you. and he said he was sorry, which was all i wanted. well im done packing and its almost time for dinner. i plan on just watching tv shows and going to bed cause when i get up i start the like 12 hour trek home. im going to be so tired when i get back. ill also need to survive the one and a half hour layover in heathrow. lets see if i make it through second customs with my 14 kilo bag and make it to my flight in a different terminal on time. all my crap better make it too or i will be upset. thats alot of moneys worth of crap traveling in those bags. im going to need alot of luck and maybe some coffee to keep me awake and going. ill see everyone soon!! yay!

so today was my last final and yay it was this movie that i really wanted to see called 'lucia y el sexo'. i would have rented it but, like all the movies i wanted to watch in spain, i wanted to see them here in particular cause the versions are different between the us and europe but i really cant watch it here in a conservative household with a 13 yr old whos not allowed to see stuff like that. so anyways it was a really fucked up cool movie, of which the first half was pretty much a porno. but thats not why i wanted to see it, it was a great movie and won lots of awards and i love paz vega. and so the final was write a review of the movie which we could do at home yes! so anyways after that i printed out my plane stuff (as it was my last day at the school) and like as i was walking away it hit me that ill probably never go back to this area of town again. but why would i want to? all there is is my school, starbucks and vips, but still. the sadness started to set in. so anyways then i went down to gran via which is like my fav place in madrid and ive made a point to go down there as much as possible this past week. i first went to this tshirt store cause my family wanted tshirts and i was having conversations with the lady in spanish about what to get for my family. then the guy at the register looked at my credit card and asked me which state i was from, but in spanish. in fact everyone the whole day even at the touristy shops spoke to me in spanish and didnt even try to speak to me in english even tho they saw my credit card was in english and i paid in us dollars. that is one good day. so i had lunch again at pans and co. which is good for spanish sandwiches (spanish sandwiches are really blah and awful most of the time) and got a banana chocolate java chip frappuccino at starbucks, which was dissappointing cause the banana was kind of fake tasting. im really going to miss the mango citrus frappuccinos from here. why dont they have those in the states? it doesnt make sense. ill miss the european starbucks baked goods too for sure. *tear* and so then i was looking for a present for rocio when i found these cool sandals that i just had to buy. all in all i spent like 100 euros today oy... im bringing back more stuff than i brought. good thing i brought a bigger second suitcase... im also not bringing back alot of crap that i brought. i was having a great day, but then i started to get upset (im a little moody this week) cause i thought i was going to get to hang out with evan the last 2 days with no class, but he is hanging out with ivonne and im not invited apparently. stephanie is gone too, so looks like ill be spending it alone. just as well, i do have alot of things i need to get done tomorrow anyways. i hope to go out drinking before i leave, seeing as how i havent gone out drinking in over a month. im trying not to take out more money from the atm, and looks like i might not have to. 2 more days. im just so tired cause ive had so much on my mind that i havent been sleeping well. i cant wait to get back to my own bed and actually hang out with people who enjoy my company. it will be nice. i think im also not as sad about leaving cause i know ill be coming back to europe in the future. its my second home haha. my favorite vacation destination. but nonetheless, im eager to get back and finish up my senior year of college and be an adult! this semester has changed me and im interested to see how my new personality will fit in with my old life...

so since ive gotten back from rome its just been a blur, mostly cause ive been sleeping in every day and then spending the entire day doing papers. tomorrow is my first final (thank god i only have 3). ive been spending alot of time with evan lately too and hes been acting strange. i really do not understand him. if he likes me he should grow some balls and do something about it. not like im going to do anything about it tho either, im a chicken haha. plus i really could care less cause im going home in less than a week. today i went to my last rastro market *tear* and bought a crapload of pasminas, a present for katie and some new sunglasses that are painfully blue but i like them. haha. today was mothers day in spain so the whole fam was over for a party and evan was mentioning how hes going to miss the giant multi cource meals and i was thinking about how im so sad that my italian side of teh family moved to florida, which means no more giant multi cource meals for me (that is until i get a house of my own and start making them myself). the search for a room isnt going as well as i had hoped, but theres still alot of time so i shouldnt start getting worried yet. sucks that i cant go visit any of them, i guess i will have to make one visit if theres something im seriously concidering. anyways, i really dont feel like studying, im procrastinating horribly. but just ughhhh for boys...

speaking of boys, happy bday fred. 21! woot!

DISCLAIMER: yes i realize that going to a foriegn country where i know nobody and dont speak the language was probably a bad idea. i was scared out of my mind pretty much the entire time that something was going to happen (but the things you are afraid of are the most worthwhile). since i was by myself i had tons of time to stop and write about what was going on. i tried to leave out the petty details nobody wants to hear about, but its still a super long entry. 6 pages single spaced in word. i had a great time tho in case you were wondering. it made me never want to go on vacation with other people ever again haha! i am proud to be italian : )   there was so much to do in italy i didnt even get to do it all!!

so i should not have been lazy on sunday turns out cause i have had so much schoolwork and stuff to do! i even forgot that i am going to italy on friday!! crazy. anyways, this is my last week of classes and internship. i will miss the kids (except for the 16 yr olds) younger kids are much nicer than older ones for sure. so someone friended me on myspace and i looked at their profile and i was like who is this? but i friended them anyways then i get another add and im reading that page and im like what the hell is this married person with a child friending me for ? and i was like and shes not into movies? who isnt into movies geez. but then all at once it hit me that these 2 ppl are my cousins haha im a dumbass. i havent seen mallory in years. last time i saw her she was pregnant and now the kid is 2! its so adorable too, but looks nothing like our family. it doesnt even look anything like my cousin almost like it didnt even come out of her haha. myspace brings families together i guess. hopefully now that i have some way to contact her we can get together so i can meet the baby, and keep in touch with my cousins cause my great aunt moved to florida now so no more italian holidays (i am super sad, italian food trumps polish food by a ton!) and they were like off the boat italian so it was damn good food. so anyways, yea just thought that was craziness. but at least i have a way to contact them now which is good. always good to keep in touch with family, especially as i am going to our home country soon hehe. anyways, presentation tomorrow and i still havent slept all week, i wont be able to go out drinking with lauren which is a shame cause she is leaving. damn. almost time for me to leave tho! crazy after italy i will have to start packing for real.

so much fun sitting by the pool/ beach with a drink in hand doing nothing all day. also the closest ive ever gotten to the equator!

so today was a beautiful day and i went down to gran via cause i was feeling energetic (amazing after the horrible morning i had almost throwing up on the metro) and so i went to dunkin donuts (where i got a boston cream mm) and first of all the guy wouldnt give me the breakfast deal even though there were 10 mins left in breakfast, and second of all he insisted in speaking to me in english and i spoke right back to him in spanish throughout the whole conversation. he really irritated me. i hate it when people speak to me in english it makes me angry, its the same reason ive never talked to people in america in spanish (tho i hear it can get you extra stuff at chipotle and wendys... hmm...). then after that FINALLY the information booth was open so i could get a bus map (about time seeing as how im about to leave in a month) and she kindly asked me where i was from and was like oh cool and continued to speak to me in spanish. thats the way things should be handled. bravo to whoever hired this lady for an information booth. look i know i sound like a new englander attempting to speak spanish but what i say is right (even if its not in a great accent) and i understand them, theres no need. i guess if they are trying to practice their english its different, but when its at a store it makes me really really angry. english is ugly and if i had my way id never speak it again muahahaha. thats one of the things ill miss the most about spain (also the mcdonalds and dunkies there too haha) birthday tomorrow. hope it goes well. you only get one 21st birthday. too bad 6 hours of it is going to be classes and meetings, but oh well what can you do. im hoping to cheer myself up with free ben and jerrys and some dunkies and maybe mcdonalds. hopefully steph will go out for a drink with me, but if not ill just get waaaaaaaaaaaaasted in the canary island (seeing as we are going to lanzarote which is a shitty canary with only a volcano i will need to be wasted to make it 5 days there haha)

fuck this. i want to go home now. ive been watching too much lost and now i feel like im never going to get home. my birthday is going to suck. my TWENTY FIRST birthday is going to suck. my friend who i had thought i was going to hang out with her parents are in town and she has finals as well so she cant do anything and the people in my program dont like me and some of them are driving me crazy. i guess i could just sleep in and go to dunkies and ben and jerrys or something but then later i have meetings and class and crap. but on your 21st birthday youre supposed to drink right? ugh so anyways. so i was like okay well i will just celebrate it in the canaries the next day. turns out we are going to a shitty island where all there is is a volcano. lovely. hopefully there will be bars cause im going to need to get wasted enough to forget that the volcano could erupt any moment and kill me. and then theres the fact that i just spent a crapload of money to go to rome and now im thinking maybe i shouldnt go. maybe its the depression, i dunno. i was excited about the fact of going on vacation by myself a few days ago, but now i just feel lonely. steph might come but i doubt it cause shes broke too and the girl i know studying in rome is going to be gone that weekend. tho really i bet id be more depressed if i stayed in madrid, and frankly i think later on i wont be able to forgive myself if i cancel the tickets cause ive really wanted to go to italy my whole life. my family is from there. well sicily but thats still sort of italy...
and i used to go out and go shopping when i felt lonely and horrible but now im broke and also dont know how im going to take everything home so im not allowed to spend money on anything that could possibly be taken home anymore.
i dont know why i have this fear of never coming home. its strange. a month seems like forever. i feel like ive been in europe forever. if i had friends i would prolly never want to leave, but the fact is i dont have many people. (okay yes i have a few people and im grateful for that) i just miss my friends and i want to go home or transport them here. either way.

seriously, I friggin loved holland and I never wanted to go home or even go back to spain. I was very content. I could totally live there. I was so sad to leave *tear* Amsterdam is totally the way life should be. they dont waste money on stupid things like the war on drugs. why cant other countries take a page out of hollands book and see that pot isnt such a bad thing. and when its legal you can controll it like the age limit and allowing it in certain areas. they dont spend tons of money on a losing battle and put harmless people in jail crowding up the jails and wasting police officers time. alcohol and cigarettes are way more dangerous and cause many many more deaths and are waaaaay more addictive. and all this is coming from someone who doenst even smoke pot. seriously, the people in holland live in happiness and peace, why cant we?

everything stereotypical was amazing here: waffles, chocolate, beer, etc.

thought it was finally time to update this. i finally have a free moment thank god

 

okay so first of all rocio and i have started to become buddy buddy and i think evans maybe a little jealous. he has been looking kind of sad lately, i asked him about it and he denies it but w/e hes been sick maybe thats what it is. so anywyas... i gotta write about this cause its interesting news (funny that i know more about news in spain than whats going on in america haha) but anyways. in spain they copied this show that france had. its called "i want to ask you something" and they get 100 people who they think completes every view of the people and they get to ask the president questions (since he hasnt been doing too well in popularity lately). this one guy was like why has the prices of everything gone up? i cant buy all the things i used to be able to buy with my old salary and my family is suffering. zapatero spouted back statistics and crap saying that spain was doing better than ever and basically said the guy just wasnt looking hard enough for good deals. so when his turn came around again the same guy asked the president "how much does a cup of coffee cost in madrid?" and he was like umm umm and guessed 80 cents. this has sent spain into a rage. the paper today was full of cartoons and articles about this incident. there was even one section where they put the price of coffee in all the major cities of spain. (it costs 1.40 in madrid unless you go to starbucks then it costs like 2 something haha) hes getting alot of crap for this. i dunno since i dont live here and the prices dont bother me too much, i find this situation kind of funny. mostly because it was such a smart question. i really gotta hand it to that guy, he got his point across. zapatero is not getting elected again anyways, everyone hates him. haha. someone was like i wonder what would happen if we did this show in america. bush wouldnt know what to say, he always needs his people probably to tell him what to do. eh but anyways, im leaving in a while to go on my trip. so excited, yet tired because of no sleep. emily says that im not going to sleep on the trip cause we have too much planned lol. we are really going to see everything, but thats good. its going to be super expensive though ugh.

so tuesday i finally slept, and like its funny i never want to go to tuesday internship and yet every time i do go it ends up being super fun. probably the reason i dont want to go is cause i never know what im going to do with the kids that day. im worried my plans will fail (which they sometimes do, but i think of stuff on the spot). this particular day tho, she gave us plenty of plans to take up the whole class. man i was shocked! tho always with the older kids there is some time left over. so we played a game that my internship teacher told me. where you go around in a circle and tell a story each person tells a part. this is great for conversation class. so the story started out that this princess was living in an abandoned house (he knew the word 'squatter' which wierded me out), and she was a big druggie and had lots of parties, but she stayed on the top floor. apparently then the house was sold but it took a while for the family to realize she was having parties. when they did they told her no more parties. she had another party and then she ran into the woods, and the man from the house chased after her and shot her in the leg. she wrapped her leg with a tourniquette. i forget what else happened but she ended up with 5 kids on the street poor and alone. then i was like no she needs a happy ending, and somebody said that she met some really rich man that married her and then she was rich. i was happy with that ending. so anyways, then i was one of the few who showed up for tutoring with marta so it was just me and her talking for a while. my spanish really has improved. it still sounds forced, but i can exprsess myself freely and am starting to not think about verb forms. they just flow now. then we got out of internship class early cause maricarmen had some speech to go to.  let me just say that i love spanish cheese and that my family buys tons of diff kinds all the time. i rarely have the same cheese twice. recently weve had an amazing cheese. its called "teta de monja" which means literally monk's tit cheese. they call it that because its made by monks in galicia and its in the shape of a tit... no lie. but this cheese is so freaking good. mmm. so anyways, then wednesday we went to the prado and my stomach was killing me the whole time i thought i was going to throw up but i didnt. i was fine. then cine class passed in my paper phew and we watched the other half of el otro lado de la cama which was the best movie ive ever seen in my life and so i need to buy it. then we started watching this other movie, my life without me. which is so sad, but very well done. it makes you think about you need to live your life as if you were dying. and also cute guy that i know from other movies but forget his name is in it. anyways, my flight to paris is at 7am which means i need to leave super duper early for the airport ugh. oh well. more time in paris i guess. who needs sleep when you could be in paris psh. im so exhausted tho. i need to pack too. on the better news i got back the rest of my midterms today. A and A- super duper awesome!! okay im out for the next week or so...

so pretty much during the whole morocco trip i didnt sleep much. the first night being due to stephanie, the second night being due to being in the desert with a rock hard pillow, and the other 2 nights okay i got a little bit of sleep cause of the american pillows mmm but not enough. when i came back i really just could not sleep. i spent the whole weekend in the house resting and doing my paper and talking to people online and such since im going to have a crazy next 2 weeks. but really i would feel tired at midnight but then my dreams would keep me awake. ugh.
ok so then this morning i get woken up by evan being like arent you supposed to be in class. i realized that when it was daylight savings time yesterday i was so tired that i forgot my phone was on 24 hr clock and put 01 instead of 13 for 1pm. so my alarm didnt go off cause it thought it was 8pm not 8am. lovely i missed art history ugh. i love that class. then i went to school for god knows what reason, cause i intended to go there and use the library for my paper but never did. got a muffin at starbucks. it was pretty good, vanilla flavored dough and chocolate chips. the pastries there are much cheaper than the US (and much better!). so then i decided hey ill go to gran via and buy some more of that chocolate chip loaf i like. i didnt even make it to callao before i had spent all my money ugh. i bought a baithing suit and some sandals at h and m, and with the dollar i had left i went to burger king and got an icecream because i was starving. so then i realized fuck i didnt get what i had came for. i went home and realized i could prolly use a good workout and all the while on the search for my chocolate chip loaf. i decided to walk to carrefour to see if the night bus really did stop there and the choc chip loaf. turns out they did not have the choc chip loaf i was looking for but i bought another brand. we will see if its good or not. i also bought a beach towel and some malibu. god i havent had malibu in forever. its so cheap too, maybe cause IT DOENST GET YOU DRUNK well whatever, it tastes good. it will prolly be good for pregaming. but yea it was like oops where did 60 euros go? well at least i figured out the night busses and got some useful things for my trip. depressing day tho. ugh tomorrow i have to go to internship and i have nothing planned. lets hope i sleep tonight. im going to take some sleeping pills and we will see.

so yea this week has been nuts with all the work and finishing midterms and such. i still have one more paper to write. on thursday we went out to dinner with kristin who is the advisor for the spain study abroad program... yet she has not been to spain. glad that she could advise me on my decision to come. but anyways its good that she came and we told her about the program and what they shoudl tell the future students. the food was really good. mm italian. then we were supposed to go out but alot of ppl bailed so i went home. friday i needed to go shopping for the morocco trip. i went to gran via and sol for 5 hrs. i bought so much stuff! 50 euros worth! i bought these like super shiny silver sandals for 4 euros tho i was excited. ive been wearing them since. and also this cool spain shirt that has written all the awesome things about spain on it (in spanish). one thing that annoyed me about the day was that 2 ppl spoke to me in english. i get really angry when people speak to me in english here. granted one of the times was when i was in the tourist section of the corte ingles and i didnt understand what the woman had said to me and the other was at some outdoor market and the guy there didnt speak spanish at all. ok fine, but still. so i bought some sunscreen unfortunately for 22 euros. ugh. oh well i need that much sunscreen and im about to go into the desert so yea. i am glad i walked around tho cause now i realized even more that downtown is so friggin close to eachother!! crazy that the corte ingles at callao on gran via is like 2 steps from the corte ingles in sol!! i was like whats that i see in the distance? another corte ingles?!?!?!?! dios mio! do they really need 2 that close to eachother?! but whatever. oh yea i was also mad cause i went on a search for kebab and i gave up cause i was hungry and ate at mcdonalds (which was good) but as soon as i left mcdonalds i found a place. geesh. anywyas, it was a great day, super hot!
saturday my family invited me to go shopping with them at an outlet mall cause they heard i needed a baithing suit. it took me a while to find one, but i did. its cool its blue checkers. however, in spain apparently they dont make bikini baithing suits with a top bigger than b cup, so im kind of showing off alot but its better than getting made fun of for wearing a one piece. also, with trying on baithing suits ive noticed all my jiggly parts. i dunno if its worth going on a diet to look good in it in the canarys. who do i have to impress? and plus i love eating multi course meals... i refuse to give that up!! im here i need to eat up all the spanish food while i can. my stomach has gotten accustomed to it now. anyways, i never realized how cool the city i live in is (we dont live in madrid). its like another city but like a shopping district city. i should figure out how to use the busses. they are building a light rail to connect it all, one of the stops will be right in front of my neighborhood, but it wont be done till may (when i leave) what luck!
anyways, im super excited/ nervous about morocco!! craziness. im also a big fan of my new facebook photo, which is an ad from the metro. haha recipie for turkey a la whiskey... crack up every time i see it. well anyways, it is finally getting hot hot here. i mean 60's are nice, but i need warmer weather, like 70's 80's. i like it when its hot out! anyways deciding whether i want to go out tonight for st patties day even though i gotta get to the airport tomorrow.  oh and my mommy called today. i was super excited!

sometimes you fall into the mundane every day of things and lose sight of the bigger picture. sometimes i forget that im in a differnt country (i know im in a different country, but it just doesnt cross my mind ya know?) until random stuff happens that reminds me. culture shock if you will.