Still in Paris, crashing at my friend Vincent's place. Good news is, the very severe sun tan from San Sebastian is slowly disappearing. When I left that beach, my skin was between very tan and very burned - almost maroon. My tan line is still there though, not a good thing. I think it's one more day here before I take off to I haven't decided ( Read more... )

Problems. My friend in paris has changed the dates of my possible stay to three days from today, but I found out about it only when I first got here. My study abroad office says I haven't submitted all of my necessary paperwork. The keys on this keyboard are entirely different. At least I am in Paris.

Leaving San Sebastian to stay with Javi in Bilbao, ended up staying the night after all. Was supposed to leave hostal at 11, left at 11:45, no one cared. Just need to find coffee now.

In San Sebastian, writing quickly so as to save money in the internet cafe I'm sitting in. Slightly rainy. :( . A ver, que mas... having trouble finding a hostal and have yet to contact Spanish friend Javi who lives here in Bilbao. Have yet to see Gughenheim. Purchased map, realized (painfully) the difficulty of my original plan. Amsterdam -> ( Read more... )

Goodbye, Colegio Mayor Antonio de Nebrija. I will miss you. Alberto, Guille, Peibol, Ramón, Bosnio, Charlie, Siniestros, ... and everyone, I´ll miss you all more. Off to San Sebastián oday at 22:45 or tomorrow at 10:00. Que fuerte.

For anyone concerned, I´m still alive. I decided to come back.

My room is in three suitcases, and I´m getting ready to say goodbye. I´m tossing in my sleep, and very soon will be leaving to go to Malaga to help my friend Alberto.

At the very least I´ll be checking back in every once and again.

I need to cry. I really do. I sit down in my room now, and I can´t breathe. But I do deserve it. I´m not sure if this is my last entry here, I think that the purpose of my being on this journal has gone completely away. I want to believe in hope though. I really do ( Read more... )

Three exams down, three to go. Two weeks before I leave Madrid. Six weeks till I leave Spain.

Sigh.

and so quickly, I destroy the only one thing in my life that was ever important to me, and hurt others in turn.

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

Thinking about not leaving, not wanting to leave, dropping biochemistry with 8 classes to go and finishing up english to bring up the GPA and try to come back here (Europe) to study, getting a job just to come back here around x-mas time again ( Read more... )