Just a Journal

:: 2007 3 July :: 2.17pm

I got contacts.

kate

:: 2007 28 June :: 5.01pm

Leaving Poland
COMING HOME PARTY (they say to put the important stuff first)

Yes, I'm returning to the mother land.. to the United States of America. I've been in Poland for ten months. Have you forgotten what I look like? If so, then you should come to my party and reacquaint yourself. If not, you should still come because I envy your good memory. Here are the details.

Jessica Schmidt's dad's house (on main street)
July 4th
5:30pm - pretty late because we'll be watching fireworks and celebrating

If you don't know where Jessica lives.. call her. Unfortunately I don't have her phone number. Maybe if she reads this note she will be so kind as to leave a comment with the number at which she can be reached. Orrr.. you can call me after July 1st at 696-9764.

I know it's Independence Day and you're all popular and torn between which party you're going to choose, but I hope you can at least stop by for ten minutes.

Do zobaczenia!

:: 2007 27 June :: 3.01pm

Did I tell you that you all suck?

Because you do, losers.

:: 2007 26 June :: 6.33pm

Did I tell you about when I saw Mark Ruffalo in Prague?

It's a good story.

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:: 2007 20 June :: 4.23pm

Things I forgot about:
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:: 2007 14 June :: 2.18am

I feel kind of bad because everyone else is reverse culture shocking it up and wants to go back to France.

But then I think about it and it is okay that everyone else loved France and wants to go back.

I am more happy here than I have been since maybe November or before whenever leaving for France became real.

They can have all the France they want.

Because it sucked and I hated it.

I seriously am surprised when men don't yell at me, check me out or honk at me when they drive by. And that is not a good thing to be surprised about.

For clarification, when I was in the airport in France waiting for my plane wearing khakis that I'd slept in and an old comfy shirt, airport security guards clicked at me. It's this thing that French guys did. They clicked at girls like you would click at a cat or dog to make it come to you. When I was in Texas and wearing a shirt white dress with a tennis skirt that snapped in the front, a guy looked at me and moved on. Like a normal person.

I am so glad to be home.

Plus there are stores open later than 7 at night. And I understand everything people say.

Seriously, this is the best country in the world. And you know how I hate this country.

I just wish I had my car and my job.

I love you all and I am so happy to be home. Beyond happy.

:: 2007 9 June :: 8.49pm

Buddy and I found a ribbon generator:

:: 2007 4 June :: 7.45am
:: Mood: jubilant

I AM HOME!

Things that are going to be hard to get used to: keyboard, McHenry now falls over.

I am home!!!

:: 2007 18 May :: 12.47pm

Ready to come home.

16 days.

Might go to the beach, I really don't want to.

I miss Nick now more than ever.

:: 2007 15 May :: 5.21pm

19 days until I am home.

I want to punch someone.

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Iron-Cipher

:: 2007 14 May :: 11.48pm

The doctors think my dad might have prostate cancer. I was reading up on it today and nowhere did I read that it could be fairly survivable the only thing I read was that people can live up to a couple years after they are diagnosed. I really don't want to lose my dad the same way I saw my grandfather go.

:: 2007 11 May :: 12.43pm

My dad also went into the hospital Sunday. HE called me on Wednesday and told me.

Thanks for keeping me updated, Mom.

Next week is our last week of classes and then we have exams then a week of nothing before HOME SWEET HOME.

:: 2007 25 April :: 12.25pm

39 days, bitches!

I am so excited to come home!

So at the u here there are four or five levels of classes. At the beginning of the year, we took a placement test to get into a level. Most of us got in level 3 but two of us were placed in level 2. Anyway, the only test we have is at the end of the year. In France, doing well on the exam means getting 50 percent but at home, that transfers back as a D. On everything. So last year's group made a stink and this year, one of our professors here expressed concern for our sucess on the exam. She signed us up for level 2's exam so we could actually pass. I still have to take level 3 but they take the best grade you get anyway in the end.

So I am not worried.

Just waiting to come home.

I love you all.

Iron-Cipher

:: 2007 21 April :: 3.36pm

sometimes all it would take is to see the slightest difference... But as is life I suppose.

:: 2007 18 April :: 12.04pm

I am done with fucking France. I hate it here. I am ready to come home.

Oh and our wandering across Europe had us go to Budapest, Prague and Brussels. It was fun. And the weather is really nice.

But i just want to come home.

Oh and Kurt Vonnegut's death upset me. It made me think about Katti and Oliver and I just heard him on the radio before I left...

Then this school shooting. The world is falling apart while I am gone.

And why isn't anyone awake and on msn at 6 in the morning?

I want to come home.