Diary Entry
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The Circle is Closing
Sitting on the plane, somewhere above the UK, a mere two hours before landing in Prague. And holy shit, it feels surreal. Double time. It felt surreal when I wrote the last entry, and it feels surreal now as I finish rereading and writing this blog. Since I wrote the first entry on a plane Continue reading
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You’ve Got a Friend in Me.
Continuing the madness of my last few days in America, I have to talk about two important experiences I shared with my best friend, Nordic Beauty. During one of our Saturday trips to Roslyn for YOLO, we chatted and complained about not really seeing all that much—the audacity of that is still staggering to me. Continue reading
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Wait, Jazz Can Be Fun?
Did summer feel rushed and busy? Well, that was nothing compared to September. My last month in the USA. Yes, you heard right; we’re reaching the end of this little trip down memory lane. Pretty much every day, something was happening. I started freaking out, realizing my departure wasn’t months or weeks away—just days. So, Continue reading
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A Little Alone Time Never Hurt Anybody
In the middle of the madness—men, parties, beaches, and work—I had one more vacation week left. And since I was too broke for any big trips, I gladly accepted an offer from my host mom to stay in their summer house in Connecticut. They even let me take the car, which was a wonderful gesture, Continue reading
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Happy Birthday… You Old Piece of Shit!
Those aren’t my words; that’s the congratulatory message I got from Nordic Beauty. Best friends, am I right? It’s cute how we fear aging when we’re young, terrified of every added candle on the cake. Scared that life will lose its magic. I mean, I’m still young. But it’s sweet to look back and laugh Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 