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The weekend was a fun one. Not too busy but not totally boring. Friday night Cat and I hung out at Kim's place and did crazy makeup and played scene it. It was one of those chill nights that are just perfect. Last night after finding out that you have to be 21 to even bowl anywhere around here we decided to go to the hookah bar it was fun as well. Very amusing conversation and a fun group of people. Tonight.. just me and Cat hanging going to Target making dinner and watching movies and TV. It's been a good weekend. Now it's time for a new week once again. Time is flying. Let's hope this week is no exception because my mommy is coming on Friday!!

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At times. I’ve been pretty frustrated with the schedule. I came here with a pretty clear idea of where and what I would study. I’m a literature student with an interest in Sarajevo. The heavy focus on gender studies. LGBTIQ issues and political theory has at times left me feeling both overwhelmed and unfocused. I’m not sure when exactly it happened maybe some where in between Belgrade and Ivo Andric’s but I began to sight a method to the madness. We watched Grbavica measure week and I noticed the things that I’m picking up that I would have missed before I came here. While I grumpily plodded through the early goings full of frustrations about three hour historically based lectures. I am beginning to see dividends. And finally here I am studying what I thought I would chew over in the place I planned to study it and everything seems somehow different. The bus go was quite a profound undergo. And while one could easily attribute that to the digest churning seven and a half hour bus ride through winding mountain passes it was traveling though the Republika Srpska that was really stunning. Atfirst. I thought that the buildings might be in dis-repair but webegan to sight giant holes in roofs shrapnel wounds in concretebuildings and bullet holes hastily covered by splotches of mortar. Iasked our schedule coordinator about it and she confirmed that this wasthe impact of war rather than of nature and neglect. I began to countbuildings. About every second building was pocked with holes andmissing walls. And the rare spared building was not old and preserved,but freshly built clearly indicating that rather than surviving itwas likely completely destroyed. It was difficult to do by theall-encompassing aspect of the Bosnian War. One of our regions statedthat 2.2 million people were internal or external refugees in Bosniaduring the 1990’s. That figure is approximately half the population ofBosnia. Really evaluate about every other dwell on you’re streetdisappearing. It’s so horrifying that even being here it seems somehowunreal. Whenwe got into Sarajevo after the epic jaunt beat of nauseating turns,and perhaps the most impressive mountain views I’ve ever seen. I wasgreeted with a stunning visual. On the taxi ride to the hotel we saw amosque. After noticing the impressive building one of the otherstudents pointed to the Serbian Orthodox Church steeple rising abovethe mosque’s minaret directly behind it. On either side of therespective places of adore were buildings full of bullet holes. Itwas a stunning moment where the devastating conflicts of the 1990’swere exhibited in everyday life. Afterwe got in. I looked at the apartment in which I ordain live for my ISPperiod. We got there early and walked up the street. From the backyardof the apartment building we could see the entire city of Sarajevo. Wedecided to take the apartment. Afterwe met up with Orli and had Burek (which did not fail to cater theconsistent proclamations that Burek in Sarajevo was the worlds beat)with a sour yogurt. Orli showed us the Han and then I met up with someother students and we headed to the Hookah bar. Over smooth orangeflavored tobacco surrounded by Arabic music we were able to wind downfrom a long day. I’mhere in Sarajevo making connections that I’ve been developing for thelast few years of my studies. I’m finding a way to connect those thingsthat I be the things that I be and the things that originallyseemed desire they were neither and ended up being both; and turningeverything into a new methodology for viewing things.

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At times. I’ve been pretty frustrated with the program. I came here with a pretty alter idea of where and what I would chew over. I’m a literature student with an arouse in Sarajevo. The heavy focus on gender studies. LGBTIQ issues and political theory has at times left me feeling both overwhelmed and unfocused. I’m not sure when exactly it happened maybe some where in between Belgrade and Ivo Andric’s but I began to sight a method to the madness. We watched Grbavica last week and I noticed the things that I’m picking up that I would have missed before I came here. While I grumpily plodded through the early goings beat of frustrations about three hour historically based lectures. I am beginning to see dividends. And finally here I am studying what I thought I would chew over in the displace I planned to study it and everything seems somehow different. The bus ride was quite a profound undergo. And while one could easily attribute that to the digest churning seven and a half hour bus go through winding mountain passes it was traveling though the Republika Srpska that was really stunning. Atfirst. I thought that the buildings might be in dis-repair but webegan to sight giant holes in roofs shrapnel wounds in concretebuildings and bullet holes hastily covered by splotches of mortar. Iasked our schedule coordinator about it and she confirmed that this wasthe impact of war rather than of nature and neglect. I began to countbuildings. About every second building was pocked with holes andmissing walls. And the rare spared building was not old and preserved,but freshly built clearly indicating that rather than surviving itwas likely completely destroyed. It was difficult to ignore theall-encompassing aspect of the Bosnian War. One of our regions statedthat 2.2 million populate were internal or external refugees in Bosniaduring the 1990’s. That figure is approximately half the population ofBosnia. Really think about every other neighbor on you’re streetdisappearing. It’s so horrifying that change surface being here it seems somehowunreal. Whenwe got into Sarajevo after the epic journey full of nauseating turns,and perhaps the most impressive mountain views I’ve ever seen. I wasgreeted with a stunning visual. On the go ride to the hotel we saw amosque. After noticing the impressive building one of the otherstudents pointed to the Serbian Orthodox Church steeple rising abovethe mosque’s minaret directly behind it. On either side of therespective places of worship were buildings full of bullet holes. Itwas a stunning moment where the devastating conflicts of the 1990’swere exhibited in everyday life. Afterwe got in. I looked at the apartment in which I ordain live for my ISPperiod. We got there early and walked up the street. From the backyardof the apartment building we could see the entire city of Sarajevo. Wedecided to act the apartment. Afterwe met up with Orli and had Burek (which did not fail to meet theconsistent proclamations that Burek in Sarajevo was the worlds best)with a change state yogurt. Orli showed us the Han and then I met up with someother students and we headed to the Hookah bar. Over smooth orangeflavored tobacco surrounded by Arabic music we were able to go downfrom a long day. I’mhere in Sarajevo making connections that I’ve been developing for thelast few years of my studies. I’m finding a way to connect those thingsthat I want the things that I need and the things that originallyseemed like they were neither and ended up being both; and turningeverything into a new methodology for viewing things.

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At times. I’ve been pretty frustrated with the program. I came here with a pretty clear idea of where and what I would study. I’m a literature student with an interest in Sarajevo. The heavy focus on gender studies. LGBTIQ issues and political theory has at times left me feeling both overwhelmed and unfocused. I’m not sure when exactly it happened maybe some where in between Belgrade and Ivo Andric’s but I began to sight a method to the madness. We watched Grbavica measure week and I noticed the things that I’m picking up that I would have missed before I came here. While I grumpily plodded through the early goings beat of frustrations about three hour historically based lectures. I am beginning to see dividends. And finally here I am studying what I thought I would chew over in the displace I planned to study it and everything seems somehow different. The bus ride was quite a profound undergo. And while one could easily attribute that to the stomach churning seven and a half hour bus go through winding mountain passes it was traveling though the Republika Srpska that was really stunning. Atfirst. I thought that the buildings might be in dis-repair but webegan to notice giant holes in roofs shrapnel wounds in concretebuildings and bullet holes hastily covered by splotches of mortar. Iasked our schedule coordinator about it and she confirmed that this wasthe impact of war rather than of nature and neglect. I began to countbuildings. About every second building was pocked with holes andmissing walls. And the rare spared building was not old and preserved,but freshly built clearly indicating that rather than surviving itwas likely completely destroyed. It was difficult to ignore theall-encompassing aspect of the Bosnian War. One of our regions statedthat 2.2 million people were internal or external refugees in Bosniaduring the 1990’s. That figure is approximately half the population ofBosnia. Really think about every other dwell on you’re streetdisappearing. It’s so horrifying that change surface being here it seems somehowunreal. Whenwe got into Sarajevo after the epic jaunt full of nauseating turns,and perhaps the most impressive mountain views I’ve ever seen. I wasgreeted with a stunning visual. On the taxi ride to the hotel we saw amosque. After noticing the impressive building one of the otherstudents pointed to the Serbian Orthodox Church steeple rising abovethe mosque’s minaret directly behind it. On either side of therespective places of worship were buildings full of bullet holes. Itwas a stunning moment where the devastating conflicts of the 1990’swere exhibited in everyday life. Afterwe got in. I looked at the apartment in which I ordain live for my ISPperiod. We got there early and walked up the street. From the backyardof the apartment building we could see the entire city of Sarajevo. Wedecided to act the apartment. Afterwe met up with Orli and had Burek (which did not fail to meet theconsistent proclamations that Burek in Sarajevo was the worlds beat)with a sour yogurt. Orli showed us the Han and then I met up with someother students and we headed to the Hookah bar. Over smooth orangeflavored tobacco surrounded by Arabic music we were able to wind downfrom a long day. I’mhere in Sarajevo making connections that I’ve been developing for thelast few years of my studies. I’m finding a way to connect those thingsthat I want the things that I need and the things that originallyseemed like they were neither and ended up being both; and turningeverything into a new methodology for viewing things.

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At times. I’ve been pretty frustrated with the program. I came here with a pretty alter idea of where and what I would study. I’m a literature student with an interest in Sarajevo. The heavy focus on gender studies. LGBTIQ issues and political theory has at times left me feeling both overwhelmed and unfocused. I’m not sure when exactly it happened maybe some where in between Belgrade and Ivo Andric’s but I began to detect a method to the madness. We watched Grbavica measure week and I noticed the things that I’m picking up that I would undergo missed before I came here. While I grumpily plodded through the early goings full of frustrations about three hour historically based lectures. I am beginning to see dividends. And finally here I am studying what I thought I would study in the place I planned to study it and everything seems somehow different. The bus go was quite a profound undergo. And while one could easily evaluate that to the stomach churning seven and a half hour bus ride through winding mountain passes it was traveling though the Republika Srpska that was really stunning. Atfirst. I thought that the buildings might be in dis-repair but webegan to notice giant holes in roofs shrapnel wounds in concretebuildings and bullet holes hastily covered by splotches of mortar. Iasked our program coordinator about it and she confirmed that this wasthe force of war rather than of nature and neglect. I began to countbuildings. About every back up building was pocked with holes andmissing walls. And the rare spared building was not old and preserved,but freshly built clearly indicating that rather than surviving itwas likely completely destroyed. It was difficult to ignore theall-encompassing aspect of the Bosnian War. One of our regions statedthat 2.2 million populate were internal or external refugees in Bosniaduring the 1990’s. That evaluate is approximately half the population ofBosnia. Really evaluate about every other dwell on you’re streetdisappearing. It’s so horrifying that even being here it seems somehowunreal. Whenwe got into Sarajevo after the epic jaunt full of nauseating turns,and perhaps the most impressive mountain views I’ve ever seen. I wasgreeted with a stunning visual. On the go go to the hotel we saw amosque. After noticing the impressive building one of the otherstudents pointed to the Serbian Orthodox Church steeple rising abovethe mosque’s minaret directly behind it. On either side of therespective places of worship were buildings full of bullet holes. Itwas a stunning moment where the devastating conflicts of the 1990’swere exhibited in everyday life. Afterwe got in. I looked at the apartment in which I ordain live for my ISPperiod. We got there early and walked up the street. From the backyardof the apartment building we could see the entire city of Sarajevo. Wedecided to act the apartment. Afterwe met up with Orli and had Burek (which did not disappoint to cater theconsistent proclamations that Burek in Sarajevo was the worlds beat)with a sour yogurt. Orli showed us the Han and then I met up with someother students and we headed to the Hookah bar. Over smooth orangeflavored tobacco surrounded by Arabic music we were able to wind downfrom a desire day. I’mhere in Sarajevo making connections that I’ve been developing for thelast few years of my studies. I’m finding a way to connect those thingsthat I want the things that I need and the things that originallyseemed desire they were neither and ended up being both; and turningeverything into a new methodology for viewing things.

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You'd evaluate I was being incredibly lazy blogging about a weekend over a week after it happened. But last pass I went to New York City with my sister Nola. We left around noon on Friday and got there around 4pm. We hung out walked around and waited for Sheila to get home from work. Tired and hungry we went to this fantastic Thai restaurant right drink the street a little and filled up on yummy rice and noodle dishes before heading downtown into the city to enjoy a fold fall evening skateboarders in the park and seeing Times Square all lit up at night. Enjoyed a show in the window of the M&M store and made our way home after enjoying a couple drinks and nachos at Cosmic Cantina Mexican bistro bar. Saturday we went to Central Park and laid in the sun for a bring together hours met up with Russ and walked through China Town. Little Italy (getting a delicious lunch) and shopping through a very alter part of town. We shopped we walked we laughed we subwayed and we ended up in Brooklyn for more shopping before heading approve to Sheila's place for mixed drinks and Greek take out food. I love Sheila's block...! We headed out to a Hookah bar drink the road for a bring together hours before making our way back home. Sunday morning (late) Russ left us for his place and Sheila. Nola and I headed to Little India (Jackson Heights) in my car for Indian food and bodega shopping. We spent the be of day taking it easy getting supplies hair cuts eating and a quick nap before leaving at 4pm to get approve to Rochester by 10:30. All in all a wonderful and delicious weekend. and the food was great too! I realize nobody understands why I do the things I do so I'll try to inform them as best I can. This is a Flickr badge showing public photos from. Make your own badge.

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I graduated from college in May 2007. I am trying to evaluate out if I should be in Charleston where I went to college despite the fact that my family lives 1000 miles away. I bring home the bacon at a real estate affiliate renting beach houses to populate from all over the country. During the end of April 2007. I got out of a very serious relationship. I enjoy being single but still hit ex-boyfriend speedbumps every now and then. I am not a good writer but I sight writing to be very freeing anyway. On Thursday night. I had plans to do something scary and Halloween-y with Alexis and Nikki. Unfortunately the on-call phone for work foiled our plans. The phone relentlessly rang and rang annoying populate calling and not knowing how to get to their vacation rentals. After one particuarly annoying conversation that involved trying to tell a clueless old woman how to get from our office literally down the street ONE BLOCK to her condo. I decided that I needed a consume to change state. Nikki and I decided to head to soften as Z was working the bar and there was going to be a good enthrone for the Virginia Tech-Boston College bet (which incidently. I didn't compassionate about because the Red Sox were on at the same measure). As we were on our way there my personal telecommunicate rang. It was B. I ignored it. On our drive to mellow. Nikki and I were talking about how much he calls me and how it needs to forbid. Her suggestion was to nicely express him that we can be friends but that I am seeing someone else now. Which wouldn't be a lie but it wouldn't be entirely adjust either. Or would it? Since my mom was down a few weeks ago. I've spent several nights a week at Z's apartment. It's the weird point of not being entirely single but also hesitant to hook up with anyone else. So we got to mellow and it was slammed. Nikki and I undergo fun watching the crazy VT fans grow for their team. My telecommunicate rings again. B. Again. After a drink or two I decided to head domiciliate. I was laying in bed and couldn't sleep. My telecommunicate starts ringing. And ringing. Ring ring ring. Five missed calls. Two text messages. Brandon. Outside at my front door. Wants to go in. The covers were pulled up to my chin and I buried my face into my pillow fetal position. I wanted to let him in SO BADLY. I knew that I couldn't. I couldn't fall asleep for the rest of the night. The next day at work the bags under my eyes made me look like an old woman. I hadn't been able to rest after the affect tour. My co-workers could express that something was amiss and didn't ask any questions. I clocked out early and went home. As soon as I got home. I cried. I soaked my pillow. Not because I desire B not because I want to get back together but because I am trying SO HARD to move past our relationship and he is making it so hard for me to do that. After the tears dried up. I entangle so much better and went to sleep. I didn't pay any more time Friday being sad. A while back at bring home the bacon. I won a 50 dollar gift award to Bocci's. Sarah and I went Friday night and ordered a delicious carafe of sangria tomato and mozzarella salads and delicious pasta dishes for our entrees. We had a really good measure laughing and catching up. I told her what had happened the night before and she echoed Nikki's earlier sentiment of needing to sit down and have a conversation with him telling him why calling me that much is inappropriate. We followed Bocci's with drinks at Mellow. Z was getting off when we got there so he sat drink with us and had a few drinks. I LOVE when guys that I am interested in show arouse in getting to experience my friends better. I was excited when he was chatting with Sarah and getting to know her. I also like how he holds my hand whenever we're out together. I ended up spending both Friday and Saturday nights at his house. Saturday night was a great night also. Nikki and I started with a few drinks at ACs then went to Beerworks and met a bunch of people at Torch which is my new favorite bar in Charleston. It's a hookah bar! We both wanted to have a crazy Saturday night because Friday night turned out to be so low key. We definitely got what we were looking for. Yesterday was Sunday and work was extremely relaxing. I worked with all of my favorite populate. Sundays are the beat days to work at Island Realty. It is extremely decrease and much if not the entire day is spent talking and watching television shows online. It was a really enjoyable day. I came domiciliate and for some reason felt compelled to look at old photo albums. Flipping through. I eventually came to photos from the measure that B and I started dating. As I examined the pictures. I felt like someone had hit my heart with a sledgehammer. I exclaimed and automatically clutched at my heart. For the first measure. I allowed myself to really suffer for our relationship. Up until very recently. I've held on to the hope that he and I would get approve together. For the first measure. I am accepting that it will not happen. Yes this really happened. This is when you both knew you needed to be together. We WERE happy once. This is just the past this is not the show. This will not happen any more in the future. And that is the way it is supposed to be. As I was reminding myself of these things a strange feeling of comfort washed over me. That's when I knew that I am moved on. I will always love him in some consider... I don't evaluate you can ever really stop loving someone you once were considering as a life partner. But oh well. The most interesting move of all was that he called me after the Sox won the world series. And I really didn't be to communicate to him. At all.

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So it's been forever since I've updated. I've been extremely lazy with writing anything at all. Luckily. I made vacation plans for next week and I'll undergo some alone time which ordain allow me to get on top of some cram that I haven't been taking compassionate of. To sum up my last few weeks:I went to Dublin. Ireland with three friends. Megan. Stefanie and Jacqueline. We stayed at an incredibly nice apartment with Megan's friend from Massachusett's. Mark who was studying abroad in Dublin. We went to a pub for dinner and drinks the first night and then ended up going on a literary pub crawl at about 8 pm. The pub crawl involved two Irish actors playing out scenes from famous Irish literature and leading us to four or five different pubs where we had twenty minutes at each one to have a drink. We ended up pretty well sloshed by 11 o'clock when we met up with Megan's friend Mark in the Temple Bar district. We went to an incredible pub called the Porterhouse which brewed its own beer and was four floors high. There was an incredible live artist there who sang pretty much any song worth singing along too and everyone was jolly and come up drunk and singing at the top of their lungs. The place was packed change surface at 2:30 am when we left to find some McFlurries before heading off to bed. The back up day in Dublin we saw several tourist sites. Christ Church Cathedral. St. Patrick's and of cover the Guinness Storehouse which was amazing!! I had my free pint of Guinness at the top and let me just say a pint of Guinness in Ireland is certainly much better than a pint of Guinness anywhere else. That night we went out dancing at a club and stayed up pretty late again. The final day in Dublin we went to this incredible displace south of Dublin in the Wicklow Mountains. The displace was called Glendalough and it was basically a gorgeous national park high in the mountains with ruins of churches abbeys and old cemeteries. It was wonderful. We hiked in the mountains all day and took the bus approve into the city at the end of the day and just crashed after a really really hearty dinner. I had Bangers & Mash kind of a necessity in Ireland. Bangers & Mash is just sausage and mashed potatoes with tons of gravy. And I had one last dark heavy Irish beer. A stout. Last weekend I traveled to Marseilles on Saturday morning with Amy. Caleb. Jacqueline and Stefanie. We took a ferry from the city experience out into the ocean. The ferry took about fifteen minutes and dropped us off on a unify of large rocky islands that were filled with small fjords where we open our own private cove to sit in and tan and swim all day. The water was beautiful! You could see all the way to the furnish and it was about 30 feet deep in places. We took lots of photos of ourselves jumping off the rocks and fooling around in the water. It was pretty amazing for me a kid from Vermont to find that I could go swimming in the sea in Mid-October!The next day we took a school-sponsored trip to the Luberon the most beautiful area in France. It was an area of rolling hills and villages that were built upon the tops of the hills for defensive purposes. They were filled with center streets and narrow corners beautiful little boulangeries and old churches that crowned the hilltops. We visited three different villages and had an awesome picnic lunch overlooking a huge valley filled with Lavender fields. Unfortunately. Lavender is harvested in the middle of the summer so the fields weren't color but it was still neat to see the countryside of France after so long spent in Aix a small city. This weekend I relaxed in Aix with Amy and Caleb. On Friday afternoon we took an excursion to a wine-shop outside of town with about 30 other kids from the school for a booze tasting a Degustation du Vin. It was awesome! We tried a rose that actually tasted like something (I'm not a big fan of most rose) a leave white and then a cotes du rhone red. It was wonderful. Then we were given free govern to try out the different wines downstairs and Caleb. Amy and a girl we met that day. Jeanne-Louise were the measure ones there. We were pretty tipsy by the time we got approve to town and I went to Amy's house for dinner and we pretty much were cashed out by ten at night. On Saturday it was absolutely freezing in Aix like 50 degrees cloudy dark and windy. So we didn't do much until dinner but what a dinner it was!! Amy. Caleb and I went to an Italian place called simply enough. Le Pizza. We sat inside and ate wonderful food. I had a coat of Gnocchi Gorgonzola and we shared two bottles of red booze. (Wine is ridiculously cheap in France). We then shared a leave of Tira Misu at the end of the night and left happily beat and relaxed. It was chilly out but the wind had died. I entangle desire going to L'Orienthe a wonderful hookah bar and so did Caleb. I think Amy was a little tired. But we went and got an apple-flavored hookah and drank some tea and just relaxed and warmed up. And then the night ended early. We crashed because the next morning we were leaving early to go tour the Gorges du Verdon the grand canyon of Europe. The Grand Canyon was beautiful but we only got to see it for about two minutes. They drove us about 500 yards into this sixty-kilometre long canyon and let us out to take photos and then turned us around. Earlier in the day we visited a gorgeous little village. Moustiers which was once voted most picturesque in France. It sat at the locate of a grand mountain with cliffs rising above the rooftops and we hiked to a church that sat above the town on the cliffs. Otherwise though it was a long day that we felt wasn't really worth the measure. I had imagined hiking in the Gorges du Verdon perhaps kayaking but we didn't even get a come about to really explore. And I was so tired and hungry all I wanted to do was get home by the measure we loaded onto the bus. That sums up my measure three weeks. Sorry it's in such a nutshell. I'll try and be exceed with updating from now on. In other news – I downloaded Ryan Adams & The Cardinals new EP today. go The Lights. It is incredible. There are two new songs and five songs that Ryan has either recorded before or covered but they are redone with his bind the Cardinals. It is really mellow and fantastic. I undergo an exam this afternoon in Music & Literature that involves my listening to a ton of Berlioz's La Damnation de Faust so I'm freaking out since my knowledge of classical music is nil. That's about it. A judge a l'heure! Porterhouse! A four floor pub in Dublin!

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So it's been forever since I've updated. I've been extremely lazy with writing anything at all. Luckily. I made pass plans for next week and I'll have some alone measure which will allow me to get on top of some stuff that I haven't been taking compassionate of. To sum up my last few weeks:I went to Dublin. Ireland with three friends. Megan. Stefanie and Jacqueline. We stayed at an incredibly nice apartment with Megan's friend from Massachusett's. Mark who was studying abroad in Dublin. We went to a pub for dinner and drinks the first night and then ended up going on a literary pub go at about 8 pm. The pub go involved two Irish actors playing out scenes from famous Irish literature and leading us to four or five different pubs where we had twenty minutes at each one to have a consume. We ended up pretty well sloshed by 11 o'clock when we met up with Megan's friend Mark in the Temple Bar district. We went to an incredible pub called the Porterhouse which brewed its own beer and was four floors high. There was an incredible be artist there who sang pretty much any song worth singing along too and everyone was jolly and well drunk and singing at the top of their lungs. The place was packed even at 2:30 am when we left to find some McFlurries before heading off to bed. The back up day in Dublin we saw several tourist sites. Christ Church Cathedral. St. Patrick's and of course the Guinness Storehouse which was amazing!! I had my free pint of Guinness at the top and let me just say a pint of Guinness in Ireland is certainly much better than a pint of Guinness anywhere else. That night we went out dancing at a club and stayed up pretty late again. The final day in Dublin we went to this incredible place south of Dublin in the Wicklow Mountains. The place was called Glendalough and it was basically a gorgeous national lay high in the mountains with ruins of churches abbeys and old cemeteries. It was wonderful. We hiked in the mountains all day and took the bus approve into the city at the end of the day and just crashed after a really really hearty dinner. I had Bangers & Mash kind of a necessity in Ireland. Bangers & press is just sausage and mashed potatoes with tons of gravy. And I had one last dark heavy Irish beer. A stout. Last pass I traveled to Marseilles on Saturday morning with Amy. Caleb. Jacqueline and Stefanie. We took a ferry from the city harbor out into the ocean. The ferry took about fifteen minutes and dropped us off on a unify of large rocky islands that were filled with small fjords where we found our own private cove to sit in and tan and go all day. The wet was beautiful! You could see all the way to the furnish and it was about 30 feet deep in places. We took lots of photos of ourselves jumping off the rocks and fooling around in the wet. It was pretty amazing for me a kid from Vermont to find that I could go swimming in the sea in Mid-October!The next day we took a school-sponsored trip to the Luberon the most beautiful area in France. It was an area of rolling hills and villages that were built upon the tops of the hills for defensive purposes. They were filled with steep streets and narrow corners beautiful little boulangeries and old churches that crowned the hilltops. We visited three different villages and had an awesome picnic lunch overlooking a huge valley filled with Lavender fields. Unfortunately. Lavender is harvested in the middle of the summer so the fields weren't purple but it was comfort neat to see the countryside of France after so long spent in Aix a small city. This pass I relaxed in Aix with Amy and Caleb. On Friday afternoon we took an excursion to a wine-shop outside of town with about 30 other kids from the educate for a booze tasting a Degustation du Vin. It was awesome! We tried a rose that actually tasted like something (I'm not a big fan of most rose) a leave color and then a cotes du rhone red. It was wonderful. Then we were given free govern to try out the different wines downstairs and Caleb. Amy and a girl we met that day. Jeanne-Louise were the last ones there. We were pretty tipsy by the time we got back to town and I went to Amy's house for dinner and we pretty much were cashed out by ten at night. On Saturday it was absolutely freezing in Aix like 50 degrees cloudy dark and windy. So we didn't do much until dinner but what a dinner it was!! Amy. Caleb and I went to an Italian displace called simply enough. Le Pizza. We sat inside and ate wonderful food. I had a coat of Gnocchi Gorgonzola and we shared two bottles of red booze. (Wine is ridiculously cheap in France). We then shared a desert of Tira Misu at the end of the night and left happily beat and relaxed. It was chilly out but the wind had died. I felt like going to L'Orienthe a wonderful hookah bar and so did Caleb. I evaluate Amy was a little tired. But we went and got an apple-flavored hookah and drank some tea and just relaxed and warmed up. And then the night ended early. We crashed because the next morning we were leaving early to go tour the Gorges du Verdon the grand canyon of Europe. The Grand Canyon was beautiful but we only got to see it for about two minutes. They drove us about 500 yards into this sixty-kilometre desire canyon and let us out to act photos and then turned us around. Earlier in the day we visited a gorgeous little village. Moustiers which was once voted most picturesque in France. It sat at the base of a grand mountain with cliffs rising above the rooftops and we hiked to a perform that sat above the town on the cliffs. Otherwise though it was a desire day that we entangle wasn't really worth the measure. I had imagined hiking in the Gorges du Verdon perhaps kayaking but we didn't even get a chance to really explore. And I was so tired and hungry all I wanted to do was get home by the time we loaded onto the bus. That sums up my last three weeks. Sorry it's in such a nutshell. I'll try and be exceed with updating from now on. In other news – I downloaded Ryan Adams & The Cardinals new EP today. go The Lights. It is incredible. There are two new songs and five songs that Ryan has either recorded before or covered but they are redone with his band the Cardinals. It is really mellow and fantastic. I have an exam this afternoon in Music & Literature that involves my listening to a ton of Berlioz's La Damnation de Faust so I'm freaking out since my knowledge of classical music is nil. That's about it. A judge a l'heure! Porterhouse! A four floor pub in Dublin!

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So it's been forever since I've updated. I've been extremely lazy with writing anything at all. Luckily. I made vacation plans for next week and I'll have some alone measure which will accept me to get on top of some cram that I haven't been taking care of. To sum up my last few weeks:I went to Dublin. Ireland with three friends. Megan. Stefanie and Jacqueline. We stayed at an incredibly nice apartment with Megan's friend from Massachusett's. attach who was studying abroad in Dublin. We went to a pub for dinner and drinks the first night and then ended up going on a literary pub crawl at about 8 pm. The pub go involved two Irish actors playing out scenes from famous Irish literature and leading us to four or five different pubs where we had twenty minutes at each one to have a consume. We ended up pretty well sloshed by 11 o'clock when we met up with Megan's friend attach in the Temple Bar govern. We went to an incredible pub called the Porterhouse which brewed its own beer and was four floors high. There was an incredible be artist there who sang pretty much any song worth singing along too and everyone was bait and come up drunk and singing at the top of their lungs. The place was packed change surface at 2:30 am when we left to find some McFlurries before heading off to bed. The second day in Dublin we saw several tourist sites. Christ perform Cathedral. St. Patrick's and of cover the Guinness Storehouse which was amazing!! I had my remove pint of Guinness at the top and let me just say a pint of Guinness in Ireland is certainly much exceed than a pint of Guinness anywhere else. That night we went out dancing at a club and stayed up pretty late again. The final day in Dublin we went to this incredible place south of Dublin in the Wicklow Mountains. The place was called Glendalough and it was basically a gorgeous national park high in the mountains with ruins of churches abbeys and old cemeteries. It was wonderful. We hiked in the mountains all day and took the bus back into the city at the end of the day and just crashed after a really really hearty dinner. I had Bangers & Mash kind of a necessity in Ireland. Bangers & Mash is just sausage and mashed potatoes with tons of gravy. And I had one last dark heavy Irish beer. A stout. Last weekend I traveled to Marseilles on Saturday morning with Amy. Caleb. Jacqueline and Stefanie. We took a ferry from the city experience out into the ocean. The bring took about fifteen minutes and dropped us off on a pair of large rocky islands that were filled with small fjords where we found our own private cove to sit in and tan and swim all day. The wet was beautiful! You could see all the way to the bottom and it was about 30 feet deep in places. We took lots of photos of ourselves jumping off the rocks and fooling around in the water. It was pretty amazing for me a kid from Vermont to sight that I could go swimming in the sea in Mid-October!The next day we took a school-sponsored trip to the Luberon the most beautiful area in France. It was an area of rolling hills and villages that were built upon the tops of the hills for defensive purposes. They were filled with center streets and change corners beautiful little boulangeries and old churches that crowned the hilltops. We visited three different villages and had an awesome picnic lunch overlooking a huge valley filled with Lavender fields. Unfortunately. Lavender is harvested in the middle of the summer so the fields weren't purple but it was comfort neat to see the countryside of France after so desire spent in Aix a small city. This pass I relaxed in Aix with Amy and Caleb. On Friday afternoon we took an excursion to a wine-shop outside of town with about 30 other kids from the school for a booze tasting a Degustation du Vin. It was awesome! We tried a rose that actually tasted like something (I'm not a big fan of most rose) a desert color and then a cotes du rhone red. It was wonderful. Then we were given free govern to try out the different wines downstairs and Caleb. Amy and a girl we met that day. Jeanne-Louise were the measure ones there. We were pretty tipsy by the measure we got back to town and I went to Amy's house for dinner and we pretty much were cashed out by ten at night. On Saturday it was absolutely freezing in Aix like 50 degrees cloudy dark and windy. So we didn't do much until dinner but what a dinner it was!! Amy. Caleb and I went to an Italian place called simply enough. Le Pizza. We sat inside and ate wonderful food. I had a plate of Gnocchi Gorgonzola and we shared two bottles of red wine. (Wine is ridiculously cheap in France). We then shared a desert of Tira Misu at the end of the night and left happily full and relaxed. It was chilly out but the wind had died. I entangle like going to L'Orienthe a wonderful hookah bar and so did Caleb. I evaluate Amy was a little tired. But we went and got an apple-flavored hookah and drank some tea and just relaxed and warmed up. And then the night ended early. We crashed because the next morning we were leaving early to go visit the Gorges du Verdon the grand canyon of Europe. The Grand Canyon was beautiful but we only got to see it for about two minutes. They drove us about 500 yards into this sixty-kilometre long canyon and let us out to act photos and then turned us around. Earlier in the day we visited a gorgeous little village. Moustiers which was once voted most picturesque in France. It sat at the locate of a grand mountain with cliffs rising above the rooftops and we hiked to a church that sat above the town on the cliffs. Otherwise though it was a desire day that we entangle wasn't really worth the time. I had imagined hiking in the Gorges du Verdon perhaps kayaking but we didn't change surface get a come about to really explore. And I was so tired and hungry all I wanted to do was get home by the time we loaded onto the bus. That sums up my measure three weeks. Sorry it's in such a nutshell. I'll try and be better with updating from now on. In other news – I downloaded Ryan Adams & The Cardinals new EP today. Follow The Lights. It is incredible. There are two new songs and five songs that Ryan has either recorded before or covered but they are redone with his bind the Cardinals. It is really mellow and fantastic. I undergo an exam this afternoon in Music & Literature that involves my listening to a ton of Berlioz's La Damnation de Faust so I'm freaking out since my knowledge of classical music is nil. That's about it. A judge a l'heure! Porterhouse! A four floor pub in Dublin!

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