…is lost! But since a large group of people (4 max) have borderline molested me to get back to writing on my poor, neglected, possibly gone homicidal blog, I finally gave in, yet because of the fact that my muse is only alive during the days of pain and suffering that my beloved university offers, I had to wait until the best effing holiday of my life ended. Yes, the absolute best, the boss of all holidays. It is true that the days in Paris are eternally etched upon my soul as the best possible experience (at least one you can share with your best friends), but a care-free summer spent on the timeless streets of Florence and afterwards, on the beaches, boulevards and in the works of art of Barcelona really takes the whole concept of holiday to a new level. I wanted to write an in-depth article about Barcelona and I probably will one day when the melancholy will overcome me and drive me to tears, but there is just so much to say and so much to explain that I am afraid the Internet might overflow. See, in my obvious laziness I am only thinking about the greater good of the world. Still, perhaps one day…
Last year it was Paris, this year Florence. To make myself clear, I am talking about the one in Italy, not the numerous ones in America (they apparently have a Florence in most states there). I shouldn’t even have to mention the fact that it was awesome and perfect, but of course I will write an entire post about it. Enjoy!
Alas, I have not yet succumbed to natural or unnatural causes, except perhaps to my own laziness. I know I have not posted in ages, and to be honest, I was not going to any time soon, seeing as I am in finals and it’s much too hot outside, and I am bored out of my mind, and also, if I have not mentioned, I am in finals. Still, I feel like I will not be able to move on with my day unless I share my grievances. My present grievance, of course, for if I even attempt to enlist all that abuses my nerves, well…I will probably miss tomorrow’s exam due to the inability to leave the computer.
If my last post can be best described as a sponge of misery basked in a sea of anger, than this post will probably be the complete opposite. Well, maybe not complete, but still. A little more on the positive side of things. After all, it’s a Saturday right? That means that the Lab of Death is 2 whole days away, and there are no exams next week! Yay!
Finally OVER! Ola, people! I am back and I have missed my poor, ignored little blog, but I’ve been away on my sacred mountain trip. And when I say sacred, I don’t mean anything even remotely related to religion, ewww. But as I’m sure you know (if you’ve read “memoirs-of-2009-part-2-part-b” you should know), one of my life’s main plans is to start an annual tradition which consists of heading for my favourite mountain resort the day after finals. Well, that’s what I did, details about that coming soon (next post).
