one of the last of us americans to come home just did. he just posted his pictures of salamanca, portugal ( Read more... )

too much going on. in the middle of columbia apps. no way near done, they're due in less than 24 hours.

-i've been having such an amazing time going through my livejournal entries from 2002-2004. the golden years, when i felt like i could still be honest, i was much more dramatic and was still a virgin. the best entries are in december 2003 and ( Read more... )

every year i do my top 12 (or some other even number) most memorable moments of the year. last year i think i was in israel when i did it, this year, i'm dying my hair sort of blonde anck in dallas.

i've been thinking about this since salamanca. i figured that most of my moments would be from europe; i was right. you'll note that damien is not in ( Read more... )

i burst out into tears twice over damien in the past few days. both times were in the car while i was listening to that song "how to save a life." he says:

Where did I go wrong, I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness

fuck, i lost a friend. he messaged me today, and i didn't know what to do. i told javi about it:Sonia says ( Read more... )

my heart is crying out for paniagua. i just talked to javi on messenger. we talked in spanish and i was proud because i even used the spanish computer shorthand. i told him about how i was in the bar of the hostel i was staying at in rome and burst into tears when i heard that song by clap your hands say yeah. he told me that he downloaded the ( Read more... )

christmas day is the perfect day to be jet lagged because everything is closed and there's no reason to leave the house. i just layed around all day, finished grad school applications and looked for an apartment in NYC ( Read more... )

i'm sitting at cat's hostel in madrid. it's christmas eve, but almost doesn't feel like it. my flight to america leaves tomorrow (well, this) morning at 11 a.m., but i decided to book a hostel ahead of time so that i wouldn't end up stranded in madrid like i was last time ( Read more... )

i need to get on a train to fiumicino airport at 17:52. it's 17:32 and i'm still at my hostel...

i had five ultimate rome experiences.

1) i walked around with malthius the 23-year-old sweet french boy who works at the hostel. we went out at 2 a.m. and saw the trevi fountain when it was lit up and no one was there--like it was just there for us. ( Read more... )

rumi and i fell in love with luka, the guy who works at the front desk of this hostel. he's italian, green eyes and we guessed that he's a man whore. he was, but he was sweet. his backpack with all of his belongings sat on the entry sofa because his girlfriend of six years broke up with him because he cheated on her. still, he was sweet. the guy ( Read more... )

i'm in naples at the hostel of the sun [which i highly recommend to any one]. we only have one night here and we're going to pompei tomorrow ( Read more... )