decided to relocate to a different tumblr. random summer thoughts in the illy, ready set go
so my time abroad came and went. prague was absurdly wonderful - i’m not sure that i stopped smiling, like, ever over the past 4 months…and the rest of europe was equally as fantastic.
it’s nice to be back home. mar cried for like 5 minutes when i got back and my little sisters made signs all over the kitchen/my bedroom saying “OMG PAT’S BACK” and “YOUR HOME!” i don’t think they meant to be ironic with the possesive ‘your’ but i almost like it better that way. brendan and i turned 21 over the weekend which was a lot of fun, although slightly anticlimatic as i’ve been 21 in my head since i began college (thank you champaign bars and european drinking ages.) i’ve already read 3 books since i returned home wednesday and already gained a bit of a tan. summmmmer weather, ch’yeah. it’s been really relaxing but it’ll be nice to get some structure next week when i return to U of I and put in some hours at the office again.
overall i don’t know that i’ve changed too much since january. i guess it’s hard to decipher the amount you change when you’re back at home, where it’s so easy to fall right back into the same routine and mentality. i kind of regret not keeping up with this tumblr more while i was abroad…i was really religious about my written journal but i think if i had i e-blogged i would have been more focused on the bigger picture and less on little details and fake study abroad dramas. who knows, no real regrets up in here.
now it’s just time to plan where i’m off to next. new york city in july? south korea post graduation? anywhere but the “real world”
some random girl posted pictures of a boy on my program who i have a cursh on, so i obviously creeped on it. she titled her facebook album “so long to be gone, so short to be here” and i was like ACCURATE. despite the fact that it’s maybe really lame and cliche, as a 13-year-old girl i’m all about it. whip out the stencils, i’m writing that shit on my wall. four months is so not enough.
i could babble about how much i’ve grown in the past 4 months and learned a lot about the world and myself and JAPs from the tri-state area. instead, i’m just going to post the ridiculously long text message that i sent to myself as i drunkenly sat alone with a pivo and a big, stupid grin on my face watching all of my study abroad bff’s dancing at our favorite sheisty bar/club chapeau rouge as i feverishly typed away on my cell phone knowing i wanted to remember exactly how i felt at that moment for ever:
“Can i kick it? Yes you can. At the club i’ve spent nearly every tuesday accidentally blacked out at. So many wonderful moments have occured here. Whether really out of this world dance parties with people i love from the czech rep legit euro make outs or people from home getting weapons pulled on them but still lovin it. My favorite bar. Chapeau rouge has been the bar that will always hold a piece of my heart as large as kams does. Ok, single ladies is on, gotta tancovat and drink more because blogging on my euro cell phone to the template folder is so not okay”
irregardless of the fact that when I read that out loud to everyone while we were en route to smajany syr post-bar (whatup friend cheese sandwhiches?!) everyone was like, “patrick, you’re a freak” i still think it really sums things up.
i miss praha already. 3 more days
i get completely overwhelmed by how absolutely wonderful life is.
that feelings been poppin up more and more frequently lately. EUROPE! ahhh. today barack obama spoke at the prague castle and i was surrounded by people from all over the globe, namely americans, and it was so great! while his speech was in response to north korea’s satellite launch so it wasn’t really uplifting fluffer (it was more so YO europe, we got your back, so have ours. nucleur weapons are not okay but let us put nuclear weapon radars in your country, kapeesh? love the man but the US has some flawed views sometimes…) it was more so just really wonderful to be seeing my presidente and being outside in gorgeous, sunny weather and realizing how lucky i am to have rolled out of bed this morning and been at the prague castle seeing barack obama speak. like, wait what’s up this is my life? UNREAL.
i think the best part about studying abroad is realizing how much you love home. not in a bitter “the US is so much better than here” or “omg this place just isn’t as good as chicago” (because believe me, if my fam could visit like once a month and a chipotle opened up somewhere close i think i could last another 500 years in europe…) but in the sense that i really appreciate my group of friends at home and i really miss my family. while i’m enjoying every single second of being in praha, it’s made me realize that the people in life that matter most stick with ya and that where ever you go there really are wonderful things in store. so when i get study abroad-sick when i’m back in the illy and the weather is -16 degrees below and i don’t get to go on fabulous weekend trips to random european countries every weekend, remind me that champaign is truly one of the greatest places on earth and that there’s always post-college for more gallivanting around europe. WOAH!
espana spring break in 5 days! guess i should book my tickets around the country slash figure out where i’m staying, ay? life is good y’all.
but i’m spending my first weekend in 3 weekends in praha and i am pumped about it. the sun is shining, the people here are great, and there are some good vibes floating around. i have a million rambles about my life that i should be posting here but i’m pretty sure the only way i’m going to remember the funny things that happen here is via wall-to-walls and facebook messages. whoops! i’ll try to get better at tumblr. here’s some important facts about my life right now: - i go out just as much here (if not more) as i do at school. if you know me, you know that is probably way too often. - i want to marry a scandanavian. not any particular scandanavian, just a scandanavian in general. they are beautiful, beautiful people. so well dressed and tall and gorgeous. ugh! - czechs are not very attractive. all of my crushes are american. typickyyyy -“typicky” means typical in czech. it’s pronounced “tuh-pit-skiiii” and it’s pretty much the only czech word i know. i just add “ski” to everything else and hope that they understand that i’m just another silly american. - pivo is wonderful and mega cheap here. i paid the equivalent of $2.50 for a bottle of beer last night and was extremely salty about it. (that’s way too much for a pivo.) central europe is ridic. - my camera, computer charger, watch (and maybe my ipod as of like 10 minutes ago? shit.) are broken. i already had to buy a new cell phone. i’m really good at europe/owning things. i remember a similar thing happened to gregory and i was like “ahh so irresponsible how do you do that in europe g sven?!” ….whoops. guess i know how you do that in europe now. - i’m going to spain for the spring break that i made up for myself. (my program doesn’t do spring break but i worked my schedule so i only have class monday/wednesday. oops i still miss my 8:50am czech class every wednesday morning.) sevilla, granada, and madrid here i come! canNOT wait to see everybody and for warm weather. that’s a brief summary i guess, ifanyone actually tumblz upon this. (so cleva.) i miss my mom and american food (i would kill for a chipotle burrito and a jimmy johns #12, hold the sprouts, but don’t hold the 3 bags of bbq jimmy chips. oooof) and the way americans celebrate st. patrick’s day (i just got really drunk at a dive bar about 5 hours before my czech midterm and accidentally made out with someone. a lot. haha, sorry not sorry.) but otherwise i am in love with prahaha. na shled!
“hay patt ! (: im all bettter !! wo hoooooo (: thats great news isnt it ? anyways im reading a new series of books their crazy its about a girl who went missing like 3 years agao and she was like really good friends with a bunch of girls andd ali new all of their secretsz and after ali left all the girls went their seperate ways && their jr. in highschool and all of them keep getting weird messages from a girl named A (the girl who went missings name was ali.) anyways (3 years laterr !) in the end they found her body in her old backyard and its like the funeral and all the girls get a txt saing “im still here bitches and i know everything” -a. creepy right ? OMG i got a hugeee barack obama posterr (: it sains OBAMA yes we cannn! it was 5 bucks at searss ! yay welll gtg ttyl miss you a bunchh (: _courtneyyy !” emails i regularly receive from my 12-year-old sister. more or less obsessed with her.
playin at the john lennon wall. you see something new and beautiful every day in praha
you only live once right? i’m thinking about staying in europe for way longer than my mother will appreciate. obsessed with this place.
no class on tuesday, thursday or friday. budapest tomorrow! life is great.
