A note from London

Well, I'm in London for the time being (until Monday). I'm such a bad tourist. I care nothing for seeing all the required sites, and when I do go, I only take pictures of interesting people and completely ignore the famous attraction. I have failed the Tourism gods.

Well, I had boba (bubble tea) today. It was an amazing experience that brought me back to my travels of last summer. I've also had Chinese food twice since being in London.

I don't have a whole lot to say. I've taken 14 rolls of film so far for my fine art photography class. I can't wait to develop, but I am dreading paying for it.

I'm going to work at Camp Eagle for two weeks or so doing media stuff upon return to the states. It should be an interesting and enjoyable experience. I hope.

I've gotten really good at lighting interviews....

I wish I had something interesting to say, unfortunately....

Leave me a comment, because that would make me happy.

Oh, and you should all put pictures of yourselves online. I keep talking about you to Pam and she has no idea who you are. Facebook isn't working and if she still doesn't have faces for names in two weeks it's going to be really annoying. Of course, I know none of you will actually do that. I am slightly realistic.

To Ireland I Go

Well, it's 11:31 and I should really go to bed. I'm getting up around 5:45 tomorrow to head to the airport. Luckily, I'll have many an hour aboard a plane to catch up on my lost sleep.

Today I managed to pack a suitcase 1/3 full of clothes and 2/3 full of books, shower stuff, and food. It's amazing how few clothes and how much junk I'm bringing (all the junk is required). I hope I'm warm enough.

I just made a Father's Day card from scratch, including the envelope. Yay for me. I had a good bit of fun.

Well, since I won't be around for six weeks:
Matt - I hope your time in Italy was grand and magical.
David - I wish you good travels and intellectual stimulation.
Erin - may you have the best internship known to man.
Cade - I hope your trips were fun, enjoyable, and relaxing. Perhaps I will have the pleasure of seeing you on my return.
Am - Good luck with all the crazy girls. Avoid vomit and vacuums at all costs.
Emily - I wish you many bonding moments, wisdom, and fun during your camp experience.
Caryn and Nicole - I will see you tomorrow.
Brian - May your summer be filled with excitement, an interesting job, and many, many creatures. You and the creatures will really get along.
Karli and Evie - I don't know if you read this, but may your summers be grand.
I hope I haven't forgotten anyone...

Yes, I am a dork. I accept my fate. Goodbye for a bit!

An unproductive day

Today I did very little. I woke up at 10:30 and immediately sat myself in front of the TV - all day long. What a day. My life feels so worthwhile now. Television is the answer to all of life's problems.

I should have completed my Ireland shopping, or finished packing, or done a bit more research. However, I choose to waste my day. Let this be a lesson to you all - TV is a distraction. Run far, far away.

Only two more days. I wish I were more excited. Alas, I am not. I am quite unexcited. This time last year I was bursting to go to China. This trip is so planned compared to the last. And my nasty fear of not knowing how to do something - in this case documentary film making - is rearing its ugly head in apathy. I'm afraid I will have nothing to contribute to this project, and/or that it will turn out to be very awful. Joy. Let's hope that when I see Caryn, board the plane, and finally step foot on Ireland's bright green I will be thrilled to be there. I'm sure I will. I've always wanted to go.

It's rather stressful and quite unfulfilling to create subject lines

so I won't.

Despite my multiple posts concerning missing everyone, I find myself repeating a bad habit...I really miss everyone. I wish you were all here. That would make me very happy. I wish you (besides Cade) lived within a two hour drive. Not that I don't wish that for Cade; he already lives within two hours. Oh my. I'm glad I'll be skipping off to Ireland soon. Hopefully I'll be too busy to think of such things. I doubt it. I never miss people. Look what you've made me do.

Well, the dermatologist, who seems much more knowledgeable than my last, gave me six medicines, none of which are birth control: one face cleanser, two topical creams (I don't like that word), one mask, and two oral medicines. I haven't filled my prescriptions yet because I dread paying for them. She also said that Coke is possibly the worst thing I could consume when trying to keep a healthy complexion.

I went to the library today. I saw Harry Potter last night. It was much better than the first two. Yay for a new director. I couldn't sleep last night so I pulled the mattress that resides under the trundle bed out and slept on it. This was rather difficult due to the rows of boxes that fill the small room. I repotted my ill plant today. I have nothing to do besides research for Ireland and spend money. I don't want to do either. I want to talk to someone within five years of my age.

I apologize for the depressing nature of this post.

And I'm Back

Well, here I am in Hurst again. I have a dermatologist appointment tomorrow. I'm hoping she will give me a prescription for birth control without sending me to...another type of doctor...due to the fact that my birth control needs are purely cosmetic. For those of you who don't know, birth control has skin-clearing side effects.

I read The Secret Garden today. I was lying in bed last night rotating through my stack of Ireland books attempting to prepare for the plethora of political interviews I will have in one week, when I realized...I'd rather read a children's book. So I did. I lost myself in a secret garden. The little girl who dwells inside me is appeased. Perhaps I will once again be able to absorb history and politics - two of my most favorite subjects.

I've been having bloody noses again. Mom suggested having the pesky bleeding vessels cauterized. As of this moment, I don't like the idea of searing the inside of my nose.

My Tuesday

Today I bought a pair of pants. I was hoping for jeans also, but alas, they don't make jeans like they used to...and I'm only buying sales at the moment. Actually, that's a pretty constant habit of mine. Miser? No, I think thrifty is the right word. I also bought a $27 dollar book for Ireland. I'm in need of money. Badly.

Currently, I've decided I should probably research Irish political parties a bit more. I'm responsible for knowing everything about all existing I.P.P's, and have only researched seven of them (there are more than that). The process seems to take quite a while. I leave in...eight days. Oh my. I have much to do. Perhaps I should set my alarm tomorrow...

Wow, I'm going to be in Ireland for six weeks. Would anyone be interested in living in Europe after graduation with me? I think it sounds quite splendid. You do too. Admit it.