Life seems really exciting at the moment. I love that I always seem to have something to do or look forward to. I've already made my way to Bremen and briefly to Düsseldorf, Bayreuth and to visit a long-neglected friend in Hamburg. I was also in Dresden a few weeks ago for a friend's birthday, where I met up with most of my classmates, some of whom I hadn't seen for nearly a year. I should be going to Cologne for a friend's birthday this weekend and a very good friend is coming to see me next week. As soon as I've seen her off, some friends and I are off to Venice for the weekend. At the end of March I'm spending a long-overdue weekend in Budapest with my mum which I'm really looking forward to, equally for the city as for seeing my mum and then during the Easter holidays my Granny and sister are coming to visit me here. I'm also hoping to make my way to Amsterdam in the second week of the holiday to mooch around on my own with my camera, or some friends and I may go away together. THEN I might have the chance to breathe. Busy has never felt so good :-)
Excited as I am about everything going on, the thought of returning to the UK in the summer is niggling away at the back of my mind and I'm dreading it. I always feel the same when I have to go back to England. My entire demeanour changes for the worse the closer I get to the place, the opposite happens the further away I get. HOWEVER, I'm trying to keep these ideas in check and enjoy the ride while it lasts...
In other news: I'm slowly making my way through the glorious Joe Simpson's back catalogue and Berlusconi is finally being taken to court for his vile immorality and self-indulgence.
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Sunday, February 13, 2011
The shame...
Okay, so I've been outrageously lazy over the last few months. It's like giving your teacher the unbearably lame excuse of not having had enough time to do your homework: as if I couldn't have found time once a month since September to update this. I have written some blog entries, but I've only been inpsired to write them when on the move and away from a computer. So, I shall endeavour to copy them up, edit them and submit them tomorrow, hopefully with something new to add. A lack of things to report there certainly are not. Plus, it's kind of weird and a bit Anne Frank-y ominous to say 'I'm tired now, I'll continue tomorrow..' and never write again, so I have to.
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