I hear in my mind all this music...

so I passed my thesis, apparently.

Tonight was our annual gender bender. I was hick/wannabe thug

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I'm in Wisconsin. Life is good. You won't hear much from me until mid-August.

I love you all.

Howard used the word "putz" in a comment on my paper.

I have a newfound respect for the man.

So it's official that I'm not taking summer classes. I celebrated by buying myself a ticket to see Duran Duran in concert at Central Park in late May. One of my friends from home might be joining me, as well as my cousin's life partner, but I decided that I'm better off just buying my ticket now and planning on going with or without them. It cost me way too much money, but it's Duran Duran. How many times do I get to a concert like that? Not too often!

I'm starting to feel a little less stressed. I've been making weekly to-do lists to keep track of when I need to do certain things. It's been a big help.

My shit is all over the house. For serious.

But this month of May (back on that topic) is going to be fantastic! A full month of nothing but NYC, Jersey shore, and having the time of my life! Of course, I'm being shipped off to Wisconsin afterwards, but I'm so fucking ecstatic that it's unbelievable!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I got a trim and my hair feels so much shorter and it's hard for me to get used to. I keep looking in the mirror and thinking to myself, "Where did my hair go?"

Ok, I'm going to go clean before Chicano lit.
~Sarah, who needs to clean up her shit before her housemates kick her out

Got into French House for next year. Still have to hear about International House, but at least I've got something.

Who wants to drive to Earlham with me?

Otherwise Rhonda stays here and I have to hitchhike back to Earlham.

So I'm pretty sure I'll be living in French House next semester.

OFFICIALLY GOING TO MADRID NEXT WEEKEND WHAT WHAT!!!!!

I found a magic wand on the sidewalk outside Hoerner on Halloween night. Please claim it.

Too Earlham for words.

Currently working on a list of movies I want to rent when I get home during winter break. So far, my list is:
1. Season seven of Sex and the City (I need to finish it, damnit!)
2. Dead Poets' Society
3. Thank You For Smoking


Any suggestions based on these three?

My registration finally went through as of this morning!

(enter sigh of relief here)

Visiting Andrea in Mexico for spring break is starting to sound more and more feasible. It just means that I pretty much can't spend any money in my bank account for the rest of the time that I'm here. As of now, I can afford it and will still have a couple hundred left in my bank account, but I feel like my finances will drop to shit once I get to Earlham. I wasn't planning on morning feeding next semester, but I might not have a choice with this money situation. Phoneathon, maybe?

I'm going to talk to my parents about it and see if maybe they'll go 50/50 like we did for independent travel or maybe contribute the money that they would've spent to have me go home.

Either way, there's no way in hell I'm going home. The fighting and the misery just isn't worth it.

Things about Paris that make me happy:
1. The men. I have yet to see an ugly man here.
2. The string quartet that performs in the metro station I go through to get to class
3. My host family
4. I can successfully give directions to people
5. The fact that I don't care when I get lost

More to come...

Made it to Brussels.

Free wireless in the room=more updates.

Today marks the start of independant travel.

Currently in Bordeaux.

Next stop: Paris.

I made it to Borde

Ben: Is there a past-subjunctive?
Candice: Yes.
Ben: What's it like?
Dan: It's amazing.

There's a mysterious appearance of a second bed in the room I used to sleep in...this probably means moving all my stuff back in there.

Also, soccer is amazingly fun to watch, especially when a really good seat only costs 5 euros.

Deleted every post I've made since I got to France and transferred them to blog dedicated to detailing my adventures that occur this semester:

http://in-france-sarah.blogspot.com/

Read it, bitches.