Thursday, March 22, 2012


So friends. I'm here in Italy and I am loving it. I'd try to upload some pics but that sounds like an awfully time consuming process so we'll just see those when I have more time/energy/dedication to the cause. Until then, some brief updates on our adventure here: 1. Janna almost lost her arm in a freak 'trying to stop the metro car door from closing' attempt. Luckily, after some sympath from someone, they finally opened the door and let her join us on the other side. Close call. 2. Brian and I made a goal to try 30 kinds of gelato. I don't know if I should be proud or ashamed that we are well on our way. We have also been eating a tremendous amount of pizza. Also delicious. 3. Jill makes a real good tour guide. 4. Tonight we're staying in a six person room in the hostel. Our two new friends slash roommates are from brazil and holland. Brazil is so precious; holland wears tight v-necks. These are my impressions thus far. 5. Sleeping in a room with strangers isn't that weird to me. Is that weird? 6. Italy is real pretty. That's all. Any thoughts on where we should go in Florence are welcome!

Friday, March 16, 2012

So Ready

I've been very good at doing this today:

                                     oh thats what it meant

Because its hard to focus when I'm going here this weekend:


With these kids:

It's going to be so good!

Thursday, March 15, 2012


I'm going to throw down some honesty on this old blog for a hot second.

The last few weeks I've been in a serious 'I hate England' mood.  It's not an unfamiliar feeling for me, as I have gone through it every time I've moved anywhere.  I know myself enough to know about the time it will hit and how long it will last.

Well this time, it lasted longer than normal.  I don't know exactly why, but I just felt so much animosity towards my situation here.  In reality, I know there is nothing I should be complaining about, but I still felt unhappy about it.  I have had frustrations with my program at the university, which escalated this week, and part of me just felt like I didn't fit in-it was like a quick rewind back to seventh grade where I used intimidation as a way of warding off any insecurities I might have had.  Not fun.  And very unexpected.  Gah.

But then, as quickly as it came, it's as though this feeling has finally fled.  The last couple days have been so good.  Despite my job deciding not to extend my contract (last day of work is tomorrow!) and my program still not being ideal, I have felt so much more love for this place.  It is so refreshing to be back on the positive side of life.

And I was thinking about how fast time has gone-I mean, I'm half way done here.  Today I finished my second term of classes in grad school.  Now, instead of only wanting to go home, I am worried about how little time I have left.  I need to take advantage!  This is my new goal.  My love affair with England starts now.

Just in time for me to leave for a few weeks.  But that's how it usually works, eh?

Feelings explosion over.  Thanks for listening.

Tuesday, March 13, 2012


-Sometimes I get super fatigued and can sleep forever and am still tired.  This is what happened today.  This made working on some important essays very difficult, as I can't write about barriers to citizenship education with my eyes closed and drool coming out of my mouth.

-You have no idea how excited I am for this week to be over.  Because it means the end of term 2 of my program and the beginning to a month long travel extravaganza.  BAM.

-I ate ice cream and Doritos as a meal today.  Finals makes this acceptable, right?

-If any of you have suggestions on my future, please tell me.  I keep going back and forth on what my next move should be:
        -Do I teach abroad for one more year?
        -Do I move back to the states and get started on the field I'm really interested in working in?
Too many options.  Too many decisions.

-I didn't wear pants for 70% of the day.

-This is the video I made a couple weeks ago from my trip to London with Maude.  Warning: it shakes.  I'll get better some day.

(music: brett dennen dancing at a funeral)

-Final thought: I miss Taco Bell.

Monday, March 12, 2012


Weekend trip: Birmingham and Wales
(but these pictures are all from a beach in Wales.  sorry b'ham)

It was wicked.

I drove down with these four guys-they are such gems.  And such great models.

(And don't mind the surge of editing on these pics.  I'm just playing!)

Thanks, weekend!  I love you.

Friday, March 9, 2012


I know some of you are wondering what kind of foods I'm eating while I'm here (besides subway)
 (or maybe you don't care but whatev's-i do what i want!)

First off, let me introduce you to the pasty (rhymes with nasty).

It is delicious.  And one of my fave snacky snacks in this country.  Its just a pastry that has meat and stuff shoved in it.  And they are delicious.  And cheap(ish).  

And the ever-so popular fish and chips:

I always say that if this country is famous for a giant fish stick and some french fries, then the rest of the cuisine probably isn't that great.  I mean, yeah, its fine.  But to be so famous?  I do not understand.

I also eat cheese.

Have a great weekend!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Or, maybe not.

This is why I wear hats.

Things are weird.

I've been making my bed every day for probably the last two months.

I also ate some tomatoes and I might have actually liked them.

And I only took one picture while I was in Glasgow.

I don't know if this is what growing up is like, but if it is, I'm worried.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Best Email Ever

There's a girl in one of my classes that I had a group project with a couple weeks ago, and this weekend I got the best email from her.

I post it here for you to read:

Subject: Shoes :)

Hey Cindy, 

U must be thinking why would I send u a mail with Shoes as the subject :P 

This is totally random, but I was wondering if you are a UK7/8, cos I have two pairs of ankle boots which do not fit me. I loved them so much that I bought them against the better of my senses, tried to put insoles and stuff, didn't work.

The brown one is a size 7, they were comfy and I wore it once to Edinburgh but because they were too big, I almost had cramps just trying to grip the soles to prevent the boots from falling out :x 

The beige one is a size 8, good leather from Romania and never worn before, except to catwalk in my flat, this one is a hit amongst the ladies, but they had oh-so-tiny feet. It was a case of love at first sight but alas-too-too-big at second try. 

So I was hoping, with some luck, u r a size 7 and if you like what you see, consider taking them, for whatever price you name. Be glad to pass them to someone who could wear them rather than just lying miserably in the closet. 

So funny to me!  Its just the perfect combination of a nice gesture and a sales pitch.  She also included a picture of each pair of shoes.  How does she know I have big feet?!  I don't think I am going to take her up on the offer, but if I did I would have no idea how much to pay for them. Especially if they give you cramps.

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Conan Returns!

This weekend was a good weekend.

I went up to Glasgow (my first time in Scotland-woop woop!) and while I was there something amazing happened.

Well, lots of amazing things happened, but this one thing was pretty good.

Some background:

A couple years ago, I blogged about my reoccurring Conan O'Brien dreams. (you can read about it here)

As a quick recap, I used to have pretty consistent Conan dreams about every six months-almost on the dot.  It was/is weird, but it was also kind of funny.  Because Conan is funny!  Even in my dreams.  This lasted a long time, but then I had a Conan dream wherein him and I were not on good terms.  We got in a fight.

I haven't dreamed about Conan since.

That was in 2009.

Then, this weekend, Friday night.  I must've done something right, because Conan was back in my dreams.

And it was weird, because we weren't really friends in it like we used to be in my dreams.  But it was like we were rebuilding something that used to be there.  Continuing in the same relationship as before. 

Dream Conan and I were starting to reconnect.

Now, I can't explain why Bill O'Reilly and other forgotten 'celebrities' were in my dream.

But it doesn't matter.  Because Conan is back.

(ohhhmy gosh.  i just got this.  both conan and bill have irish heritage. maybe they were just coming out because i was so close to their homeland?  your thoughts)

Thursday, March 1, 2012


I had enough coins to do one wash/dry load of laundry.

Or enough coins to do two loads of wash.

Drying?  Air can do that!

My room is currently a maze of clothing.