I am sure I babble on and on about England and it probably tires some people out. I cannot help it though. England was the greatest time of my life and I feel the need to start sharing some of those experiences with those who care. I got this livejournal with the intention of utilizing it fully when abroad, but I hardly wrote about the adventures I ( Read more... )

I started off writing this entry like so:

"I dislike who I am when I live in Tulare"

But then I realized that it was truer when written without the "when I live in Tulare" part.

Certain songs have been popping up on my iTunes random feature and it got me reminiscent of one of the best nights I have ever had ( Read more... )

So, I get a call at 3:30 am this morning from my best friend Robert telling me that bombs were going off in the subway and in busses in London where he is currently studying. It puts things into perspective. As I am bitching about why he doesnt write me enough emails or give me enough phone calls he had just gone past Edgware Road, one of the ( Read more... )

I had to get a surprise root canal today at the dentist. I sat with my mouth opened for 3 hours. It was opened for so long that it was actually difficult to close it when they were finished. Now I am taking codein for the pain and it makes me feel as though I am going to spew vomit ( Read more... )

I miss everyone.

I need to coax my parental unit into giving me funds to go to Street Scene in San Diego. How fucking lame. I am a grown-ass adult, yet I have to rely on my mommy to give me dolla bills so I can waste them. It's only for summer though and its back to Starfucks (hopefully ( Read more... )

Ack, so many god-damned bugs are flying around me. Everytime someone opens the glass sliding door that leads to the backyard, tons of small bugs fly in and loom over my laptop. I feel encompassed in insects ( Read more... )

I hate this fucking town. I vow to never stay here again. There is nothing here for me. Being here makes me feel stagnant, alone, depressed, and stupid. How can you go from living in a big city in England for a year and then come back to this fucking farming community populated by small minds who drive big trucks. I don't know how I will survive ( Read more... )

The flight back was uneventful. I watched 4 episodes of The Simpsons back to back, I <3 Huckabees, Spanglish, and Kinsey on my own personal t.v. that Virgin Airlines provides every passenger. It passed the time ( Read more... )