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Something new…
1 January 2012
French was the official language of England during the 11th and 12th centuries. Hm.
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Mamihlapinatapei
A breathtaking word. I simply had to post it in order to remember it. It’s meaning? The meaningful look shared by two people who both desire to initiate something but are both reluctant to start. How pertinent to the world we live in today. Beautiful.
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Eat less. Exercise more."
my friend Timmy Lo -
I have the greatest feeling of nostalgia. When I think about the freedom I had abroad, it puts a smile on my face and a warmth in my heart. To know that I met so many great people, even if just for a day, a few hours, I know that I made a difference in their lives, just as they did in mine.
I just finished my first week of hell—a project and two midterms. It feels good to have finished. A big part of me wishes I didn’t have to go through this again, but I know that it will all be for the best some day. Hopefully, I will have more of these good times and memories. In fact, I know it will. I came back a completely different person. I’m not afraid to explore anymore. Thank you.
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The only artists I have ever known, who are personally delightful, are bad artists. Good artists exist simply in what they make, and consequently are perfectly uninteresting in what they are. A great poet, a really great poet, is the most unpoetical of all creatures. But inferior poets are absolutely fascinating. The worse their rhymes are, the more picturesque they look. The mere fact of having published a book of second-rate sonnets makes a man quite irresistible. He lives the poetry that he cannot write. The others write the poetry that they dare not realize.
—Lord Henry Wotton, The Picture of Dorian Gray
So, just for the sake of reading the book, I’m reading The Picture of Dorian Gray. It’s turning out to be quite a fantastic book, as many who have read it knows. Instead of doing my homework, I have stumbled upon this quote which really strikes me as it applies to my life rather than as an artist. I think of it as the art of life.
According to Percy, there are two kinds of artists, one who lives their art and another who only dreams of it. Ultimately, this begs the question of which is the better.
For the longest time, I was the latter—one who only dreamed of living her life, but doing it quite well. After going abroad the last semester, I became the girl who lived her life they way that she wanted to live it. Coming back to reality, I’m caught in a limbo of sorts. Knowing what more there is to life, and what more exists in the world, I wonder, which being is better? Which being should I pursue. At the moment, I’m at the crux of a huge decision as to what my career should be, and having the ability to pursue whatever dreams I have, but I find that my goals have changed. So should I revert towards my previous tendencies, or become that second rate person who lives my art instead of writes about it?
I don’t know, but I guess that’s all part of the journey, no?
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The End?
Well, I clearly have not been able to keep up with blogging my travels. Major fail on my part. And as I flew back from London, I realized what a shame that was. I really should have chronicled my travels better, not only for memories, but also because I realized that I will never be able to get this time back. In the moment that I touched ground on US soil, my time in London and the rest of Europe simply became another part of my past—simply a moment in time. Granted, it was a fantastic moment in time, but a memory. Almost as though it had never existed.
I’m going to miss it greatly. I know I will never get to experience this lifestyle ever again. Living in England would complete my dream. However, I know I will never be in the heart of London, barring becoming incredibly rich. I know I’ll return someday, but it will be ‘as a visitor,’ as Mal said, not as a resident.
But ‘til then London, I had a fantastic time. I’ll try not to forget you or all our greatest moments. My first love—strange to say. Although there is no way I will ever be able to express my gratitude for this journey, thank you.
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Reblogged, but ironically enough, this was the day I turned in my final paper at UCL. Such a great feeling, completed by Chipotle opening in London. :)
I have never wanted to live more than when traveling through Europe. What a revelation—there’s so much more to the world than I ever thought possible.
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In love with the Doctor
So instead of going to Spain, I just finished catching up with the entire five seasons of Doctor Who and am ready for the continuation of this fantastic series. Quite so, I am in love with the Doctor. Who isn’t? Certainly not any of his girlie companions.
In truth, I’m just desperately trying to avoid writing three of my papers that are due this Friday. I promise myself that I will get work done today. I will finish a draft of my psychology research paper as well as do a first re-edit of my anthropology paper. Then tomorrow I will work on my breast feeding white paper. Don’t ask. It really wasn’t my choice.
Goals:
1. Psych research paper
2. Edit health care paper
3. Breast feeding paper
4. Plan Edinburgh trip.
5. Plan Greece trip.
6. Plan Spain/Morocco trip.
7. Clean room.
I suppose that’s all for now. Some sort of picture post shall come soon.
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![So this is what was keeping me from Spain. Well, looking on the bright side, at least it is a beautiful sight, and it gives me more time to procrastinate—never a bad thing.
avocadosalad:
Ash and Lightning Above an Icelandic Volcano
Explanation: Why did the recent volcanic eruption in Iceland create so much ash? Although the large ash plume was not unparalleled in its abundance, its location was particularly noticeable because it drifted across such well populated areas. The Eyjafjallajökull volcano in southern Iceland began erupting on March 20, with a second eruption starting under the center of small glacier on April 14. Neither eruption was unusually powerful. The second eruption, however, melted a large amount of glacial ice which then cooled and fragmented lava into gritty glass particles that were carried up with the rising volcanic plume. Pictured above two days ago, lightning bolts illuminate ash pouring out of the Eyjafjallajökull volcano. [via]
WHOA.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l13z1jIdDo1qzrjrto1_500.jpg)
So this is what was keeping me from Spain. Well, looking on the bright side, at least it is a beautiful sight, and it gives me more time to procrastinate—never a bad thing.
Ash and Lightning Above an Icelandic Volcano
Explanation: Why did the recent volcanic eruption in Iceland create so much ash? Although the large ash plume was not unparalleled in its abundance, its location was particularly noticeable because it drifted across such well populated areas. The Eyjafjallajökull volcano in southern Iceland began erupting on March 20, with a second eruption starting under the center of small glacier on April 14. Neither eruption was unusually powerful. The second eruption, however, melted a large amount of glacial ice which then cooled and fragmented lava into gritty glass particles that were carried up with the rising volcanic plume. Pictured above two days ago, lightning bolts illuminate ash pouring out of the Eyjafjallajökull volcano. [via]
WHOA.
Silent Musings
"The unexamined life is not worth living."-On Beauty
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