you know what's NOT fun? going to bed at 11pm only to wake up (for the day, apparently) at 1:30am!!! So here it is at 5am and I have class in 6 hrs. Thrilling. I blame anxiety.
I just had my 1st lecture of the term *yesterday* - it was in utopian studies. I think I am going to like it, a lot! The course is taught by 4 guys who each take a few lectures to go over their area of expertise (Irish, French, German & US/British Utopias) & I absolutely adore all of these profs! I am hoping to do a presentation on a comparison between Swift's Gulliver's Travels and excerpts from Rabelais' Gargantua & Pantagruel - we shall see!
Today's lecture, I am hoping will at least be interesting, but there are all different profs and I am indifferent to these guys/gals... it is on "textual constructions of identity", so it's more like what I did in my undergrad, which is nice :)
I have officially completed my applications to the four schools. I have a feeling that Illinois is out (b/c I don't plan to take another GRE, which they require for the program I want to get into), but the other 3 are a waiting game for now - I will let you know if I get in, but assume I didn't if you don't hear about it on here... I have also been given the opportunity to apply for a 4-yr full ride scholarship to Trinity college. I have as much of a shot as anyone else - it's the first year of an interdisciplinary degree in the area of Irish studies I would LOVE to research - praying about that before I apply, though... I miss N.A. as much as I thought I would! but if I did apply and IF I got accepted and IF I got the scholarship, then I would be living in Dublin and not Limerick, so there would be more sunny days, which would DEFINITELY help! *sigh*
okay.
I think I am going to leave it at that... going back to Gulliver's Travels and some weird. rambling essay on identity - something about deserts and post-modernism so far - woot. now it's 5:30 - a half hour down!
love you all ~
30 January 2008
28 January 2008
Book Meme
I've been tagged!!! It's my first time ever - of course I haven't been a blogger for long :) Here's my Book Meme. As with Maryanne & Ky, "my answer can't be 'The Bible.' Because that very easily could have been my answer to #1, #2, #3, #5 and #8."
1. Name one book that changed your life.
A Wrinkle in Time. Partly because it was an amazing gift given to me by someone I have never met. The man worked with my grandfather and he and his wife gave me this book for Christmas one year. So it changed my life partly because it was the first time I recognized a true random act of kindness, but also partly because it was one of the first books to ever truly introduce me to a completely new world and show me the power of good literature. I felt like Sebastian in the "Neverending Story" as I read this book. :)
2. Name one book you have read more than once.
There aren't very many. I read books for the experience and I don't like to know what happens in the end - I like to live the story as if I were a character (see answer #1). I was going to say Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, but I am pretty sure There are Rocks in My Socks was read more... as we can see, I am just as indecisive as ever and can't choose just ONE! :)
3. One book you would want on a desert island.
Just so we know - this took me over 5 mins of thinking... I didn't want something I would have to re-read (see question #2), and I couldn't say the Bible b/c of my self-imposed parameters, and I didn't want to take a book where I would have no extra pages at the back to use for kindling on my first fire (resulting in a useless book with part of the story missing)... so I compromised: a book that will help keep me focused on praising God, with extra pages for kindling, that I can read over and over again - & I must say, I'm brilliant:
Songs We Love (version 3)
4. Two books that made you laugh.
He's Just Not that Into You and (man I don't read books for humour!) I guess I have to say The Monster at the End of This Book: Starring Loveable, Furry Old Grover
5. One book that made you cry.
Well, considering I obviously don't read funny books and I don't reread books and I read A LOT of books... that leaves a reallyreallyreally long list of potential tearjerkers... hmm... let's say Where the Red Fern Grows. I still cry just thinking about the book and I read it over 20 yrs ago!
6. One book you wish you’d written.
I am too busy being amazed by the genius of others to wish I had written their books, but I'll say the GRE Comprehensive Program 2008 edition - because then I wouldn't have had to study so hard for the test last December! :)
7. One book you wish had never been written
I don't think I can answer that. But I will take my friends' words for it and say PS I Love You based on conversations here in Eire... I was actually told not to read the book, so I haven't and don't plan to... I don't know if this counts or not! Other than that, I couldn't judge any book that harshly...
8. Two books I am currently reading.
The Content of the Form:Narrative Discourse and Historical Representation by Hayden White and Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift
9. Five people that I tag.
I don't know many bloggers that haven't already been tagged! I may just resort to retagging people who haven't actually posted the meme yet... lol. Jill, Jen D, Shannon, MayB and Ang.
1. Name one book that changed your life.
A Wrinkle in Time. Partly because it was an amazing gift given to me by someone I have never met. The man worked with my grandfather and he and his wife gave me this book for Christmas one year. So it changed my life partly because it was the first time I recognized a true random act of kindness, but also partly because it was one of the first books to ever truly introduce me to a completely new world and show me the power of good literature. I felt like Sebastian in the "Neverending Story" as I read this book. :)
2. Name one book you have read more than once.
There aren't very many. I read books for the experience and I don't like to know what happens in the end - I like to live the story as if I were a character (see answer #1). I was going to say Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs, but I am pretty sure There are Rocks in My Socks was read more... as we can see, I am just as indecisive as ever and can't choose just ONE! :)
3. One book you would want on a desert island.
Just so we know - this took me over 5 mins of thinking... I didn't want something I would have to re-read (see question #2), and I couldn't say the Bible b/c of my self-imposed parameters, and I didn't want to take a book where I would have no extra pages at the back to use for kindling on my first fire (resulting in a useless book with part of the story missing)... so I compromised: a book that will help keep me focused on praising God, with extra pages for kindling, that I can read over and over again - & I must say, I'm brilliant:
Songs We Love (version 3)
4. Two books that made you laugh.
He's Just Not that Into You and (man I don't read books for humour!) I guess I have to say The Monster at the End of This Book: Starring Loveable, Furry Old Grover
5. One book that made you cry.
Well, considering I obviously don't read funny books and I don't reread books and I read A LOT of books... that leaves a reallyreallyreally long list of potential tearjerkers... hmm... let's say Where the Red Fern Grows. I still cry just thinking about the book and I read it over 20 yrs ago!
6. One book you wish you’d written.
I am too busy being amazed by the genius of others to wish I had written their books, but I'll say the GRE Comprehensive Program 2008 edition - because then I wouldn't have had to study so hard for the test last December! :)
7. One book you wish had never been written
I don't think I can answer that. But I will take my friends' words for it and say PS I Love You based on conversations here in Eire... I was actually told not to read the book, so I haven't and don't plan to... I don't know if this counts or not! Other than that, I couldn't judge any book that harshly...
8. Two books I am currently reading.
The Content of the Form:Narrative Discourse and Historical Representation by Hayden White and Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift
9. Five people that I tag.
I don't know many bloggers that haven't already been tagged! I may just resort to retagging people who haven't actually posted the meme yet... lol. Jill, Jen D, Shannon, MayB and Ang.
21 January 2008
Raindrops on Roses...
Hi guys & gals!
This evening I was on a phone call and through the conversation, I remembered that I haven't posted in a while - there's a reason for that: I'm boring!
A few things that I could update you on from my visit with Jill are:
1) I saw my very first homeless man sleeping on the doorstep of a bank. I am sheltered, I know.
2) I saw my very first street fight (if you call one guy on the ground being kicked, punched, spat on and yelled at a "fight") less than a block away from the homeless guy in Dublin. This was actually in a nice part of town - 2 blocks from Trinity College and across the corner from the only Starbucks I've found in the Nation... because apparently in my mind, Starbucks makes an area of town "nice" - lol! - seriously, it was a part of town that that Irish consider nice...
3) I saw my very first pickpocket (post-pickpocketing) as he threw the wallet in the street and walked by... someone else was in a car in front of him and ran out to get the wallet and jumped in the car quickly and drove off (I am assuming to go to the Gardi). This was in Limerick. woot. :)
That was the extent of my negative experiences - and technically, witnessing the beating turned out okay for me because Jill & I sat outside discussing it at the Starbucks and this remarkably attractive guy came out for a break from his computer and was totally staring at me the whole time. In a good way. Not in a creepy, stalker way. Alas, I am too chicken and didn't talk to him, though...
4) Kilkenny did not disappoint in the Hot-Guy Factory department, once again! We had walked maybe 4 blocks and I had counted up to 12 and then we turned a corner and there was this GROUP of guys at the ATM... every single one was attractive! Unbelievable! So our count turned into "12 + 60 billion". lol. The crazy part is that the Irish girls don't see it... as a matter of fact, I attempted a pseudo 'flirt to convert'- type thing with my new roomie when she saw a photo of the Peters' boys and was like, "is that what all the guys in your church look like?" and I was like... we DO have an amazing proportion of attractive people in our church -- you are MORE than welcome to visit a camp! It was cute. :)
5) We visited some of the other places, but nothing exceptional occurred that I recall. We went to the Burren, Cliffs of Moher, Rock of Cashel and Dublin. Dublin was really fun (not counting the aforementioned events)! We went to the National Gallery and the National Museum and on the same bus tour that I take everyone on now... and I think I got the same guy again - woot! - but it was only for 3 or 4 stops... *sigh*. We also went to O'Neill's pub (400+ yrs old) and the cute Italian place that Dana Reed (aka Chris Reed's sister) showed Ky & me. And we also made it to a play at the Abbey Theatre, so all in all, it was pretty memorable! :)
Post-Jill's visit is not nearly as interesting...
1) Slept for a week. Literally. Okay - not "literally" - more like, "did nothing but sleep and watch tv. no reading, forgot to eat, and I did not leave my house for more than 30 mins the entire week". It was gross and rainy and cold and WINDY - I really do miss -35 snowy, blowy SK! :( And I talked with Griffin today and mentioned that I cannot handle this weather and he said that this has been a rough winter and is tough on even the most hardened of the Irish. He actually said "Even us Irish can't handle THIS!"
2) I moved to a new apartment across the yard in the same village last Wednesday. If you want my new address, let me know! If you have my old address, everything is the same except the apt & room #s (apt 6, rm 2). My room is identical to my old one, but I have a smaller apartment. 3 post-grad roomies instead of 5 undergrads. 2 of us have been here all week and are getting along SO well!!! The other girl will only be here on the weekends 'cause she is going into high school music education and has a post as a student teacher in another town. And there is one guy from Spain that I haven't met yet, but apparently he is really easy to get along with, so yay! :)
3)After I moved and unpacked, I spent the rest of last week finishing up one of the novels that I plan to use for my thesis. Apparently people like it, but I have definitely been spoiled by the phenomenal writing of Edward Rutherford and was quite disappointed in my latest read... oh well!
Today started my last week before classes begin. I went to the library at 9am and started getting into a routine. I worked until 3:00, reviewed over 50 books and found more than 20 that I need to actually read for comprehension and began Sir Thomas More's "Utopia" for my utopian studies class. I found out my class schedule for next term and it is AMAZING!! Tuesdays 2-5pm and Wednesdays 11am-2pm. THAT'S ALL. Which is why I should get into a routine or I will run the risk of sitting at home sleeping and watching tv and that just won't be good!
So my plan is for Wed to be my first day back to the gym in a while - I will let you know how long that lasts! :) And the rest of my week is Sir Thomas More + Gulliver's Travels + preparing my thesis proposal. Wish me luck!
I am warning you - you may be hearing lots about research and utopias in the coming weeks... only because that will be my life! sorry...
PS
I only chose this post-title because of the "rain" portion - and the fact that my entire world is seen through a filter of rain lately. Not saying that public beatings, pickpockets and 16th century writings are "my favourite things"... haha!
This evening I was on a phone call and through the conversation, I remembered that I haven't posted in a while - there's a reason for that: I'm boring!
A few things that I could update you on from my visit with Jill are:
1) I saw my very first homeless man sleeping on the doorstep of a bank. I am sheltered, I know.
2) I saw my very first street fight (if you call one guy on the ground being kicked, punched, spat on and yelled at a "fight") less than a block away from the homeless guy in Dublin. This was actually in a nice part of town - 2 blocks from Trinity College and across the corner from the only Starbucks I've found in the Nation... because apparently in my mind, Starbucks makes an area of town "nice" - lol! - seriously, it was a part of town that that Irish consider nice...
3) I saw my very first pickpocket (post-pickpocketing) as he threw the wallet in the street and walked by... someone else was in a car in front of him and ran out to get the wallet and jumped in the car quickly and drove off (I am assuming to go to the Gardi). This was in Limerick. woot. :)
That was the extent of my negative experiences - and technically, witnessing the beating turned out okay for me because Jill & I sat outside discussing it at the Starbucks and this remarkably attractive guy came out for a break from his computer and was totally staring at me the whole time. In a good way. Not in a creepy, stalker way. Alas, I am too chicken and didn't talk to him, though...
4) Kilkenny did not disappoint in the Hot-Guy Factory department, once again! We had walked maybe 4 blocks and I had counted up to 12 and then we turned a corner and there was this GROUP of guys at the ATM... every single one was attractive! Unbelievable! So our count turned into "12 + 60 billion". lol. The crazy part is that the Irish girls don't see it... as a matter of fact, I attempted a pseudo 'flirt to convert'- type thing with my new roomie when she saw a photo of the Peters' boys and was like, "is that what all the guys in your church look like?" and I was like... we DO have an amazing proportion of attractive people in our church -- you are MORE than welcome to visit a camp! It was cute. :)
5) We visited some of the other places, but nothing exceptional occurred that I recall. We went to the Burren, Cliffs of Moher, Rock of Cashel and Dublin. Dublin was really fun (not counting the aforementioned events)! We went to the National Gallery and the National Museum and on the same bus tour that I take everyone on now... and I think I got the same guy again - woot! - but it was only for 3 or 4 stops... *sigh*. We also went to O'Neill's pub (400+ yrs old) and the cute Italian place that Dana Reed (aka Chris Reed's sister) showed Ky & me. And we also made it to a play at the Abbey Theatre, so all in all, it was pretty memorable! :)
Post-Jill's visit is not nearly as interesting...
1) Slept for a week. Literally. Okay - not "literally" - more like, "did nothing but sleep and watch tv. no reading, forgot to eat, and I did not leave my house for more than 30 mins the entire week". It was gross and rainy and cold and WINDY - I really do miss -35 snowy, blowy SK! :( And I talked with Griffin today and mentioned that I cannot handle this weather and he said that this has been a rough winter and is tough on even the most hardened of the Irish. He actually said "Even us Irish can't handle THIS!"
2) I moved to a new apartment across the yard in the same village last Wednesday. If you want my new address, let me know! If you have my old address, everything is the same except the apt & room #s (apt 6, rm 2). My room is identical to my old one, but I have a smaller apartment. 3 post-grad roomies instead of 5 undergrads. 2 of us have been here all week and are getting along SO well!!! The other girl will only be here on the weekends 'cause she is going into high school music education and has a post as a student teacher in another town. And there is one guy from Spain that I haven't met yet, but apparently he is really easy to get along with, so yay! :)
3)After I moved and unpacked, I spent the rest of last week finishing up one of the novels that I plan to use for my thesis. Apparently people like it, but I have definitely been spoiled by the phenomenal writing of Edward Rutherford and was quite disappointed in my latest read... oh well!
Today started my last week before classes begin. I went to the library at 9am and started getting into a routine. I worked until 3:00, reviewed over 50 books and found more than 20 that I need to actually read for comprehension and began Sir Thomas More's "Utopia" for my utopian studies class. I found out my class schedule for next term and it is AMAZING!! Tuesdays 2-5pm and Wednesdays 11am-2pm. THAT'S ALL. Which is why I should get into a routine or I will run the risk of sitting at home sleeping and watching tv and that just won't be good!
So my plan is for Wed to be my first day back to the gym in a while - I will let you know how long that lasts! :) And the rest of my week is Sir Thomas More + Gulliver's Travels + preparing my thesis proposal. Wish me luck!
I am warning you - you may be hearing lots about research and utopias in the coming weeks... only because that will be my life! sorry...
PS
I only chose this post-title because of the "rain" portion - and the fact that my entire world is seen through a filter of rain lately. Not saying that public beatings, pickpockets and 16th century writings are "my favourite things"... haha!
09 January 2008
this may be a repeat.
But it deserves a second whine...
Things you don't read about Ireland: gale-force winds.
I am not any where close to over-exaggerating. We're talking 80-140km/hr. This has been my last week. I was first introduced to these lovely breezes as Jonathan & I walked to lunch one afternoon. There was this constant harsh wind, but every once in a while there would be a crazy-wild gust that came out of nowhere and nearly knocked us down. We literally had to walk bent over, like we were climbing a steep hillside, headfirst into the wind to reduce drag. Is that what you call that resistance with wind? Drag? I know that's the word in swimming... hmm...
anyway!
Jonathan's immediate reaction to this insanity was "brisk, isn't it?!" followed by "this is so rejuvenating! I love days like this!" All I could think was, "& I thought SK was windy." That was in November. Before Winter hit.
Now, in lovely wet January, it feels like I am walking around in a 35F degrees (+5ish C?) hurricane! Umbrellas are useless - although it is fun to hold them in front of you was you walk and pretend you're carrying a shield. The term "waterproof" means nothing. Everything is grey except the grass. And there is a 15 min walk to campus. yay. I try to stay home until I run out of food. Or library books are due. There is a reason God made hurricane season in late-summer. At least your hands don't go numb from the wet gloves in August!
Three nights this week I actually wondered if one of our windows would break, the wind & rain pounded so hard against the glass for days...
So there you go. You have been warned. I have experienced many things here that can't be captured in words, but seriously, folks - psychotic winds could have been mentioned somewhere - in all the stories about "soft rain" (which I have personally experienced & I admit, they aren't half-bad) that make Ireland sound magical, someone could have thought to bring up the fact that your hair stands straight up in the whirlwind created by your umbrella... for the entire 15-min walk to campus... :)
bye for now ~
Things you don't read about Ireland: gale-force winds.
I am not any where close to over-exaggerating. We're talking 80-140km/hr. This has been my last week. I was first introduced to these lovely breezes as Jonathan & I walked to lunch one afternoon. There was this constant harsh wind, but every once in a while there would be a crazy-wild gust that came out of nowhere and nearly knocked us down. We literally had to walk bent over, like we were climbing a steep hillside, headfirst into the wind to reduce drag. Is that what you call that resistance with wind? Drag? I know that's the word in swimming... hmm...
anyway!
Jonathan's immediate reaction to this insanity was "brisk, isn't it?!" followed by "this is so rejuvenating! I love days like this!" All I could think was, "& I thought SK was windy." That was in November. Before Winter hit.
Now, in lovely wet January, it feels like I am walking around in a 35F degrees (+5ish C?) hurricane! Umbrellas are useless - although it is fun to hold them in front of you was you walk and pretend you're carrying a shield. The term "waterproof" means nothing. Everything is grey except the grass. And there is a 15 min walk to campus. yay. I try to stay home until I run out of food. Or library books are due. There is a reason God made hurricane season in late-summer. At least your hands don't go numb from the wet gloves in August!
Three nights this week I actually wondered if one of our windows would break, the wind & rain pounded so hard against the glass for days...
So there you go. You have been warned. I have experienced many things here that can't be captured in words, but seriously, folks - psychotic winds could have been mentioned somewhere - in all the stories about "soft rain" (which I have personally experienced & I admit, they aren't half-bad) that make Ireland sound magical, someone could have thought to bring up the fact that your hair stands straight up in the whirlwind created by your umbrella... for the entire 15-min walk to campus... :)
bye for now ~
07 January 2008
One more thing:
Something I noticed early on about a one-year program is that I don't have much time before I have to prepare for the next step in my life... so here it is: P h D.
Some of you have already been through this process.
Some of you are going through this process as I type.
The process of which I speak is APPLICATIONS.
wow.
So I have a little prayer request for anyone willing to take up the challenge, but you'll have to wait till the end for the actual request!
As you may recall, I took my GRE (aka the hardest test I've ever taken in my life) in December and have those scores sent off to the schools in the States. I am applying to 6 programs in total:
1) University of Colorado - Boulder, Comparative Literature program & teaching assistantship
2) Southern Illinois University - Carbondale, English - concentration in Irish Studies & graduate assistantship
these two are complete as of this afternoon!
3) University of South Carolina - Columbia, Comparative Literature (including a semester teaching abroad in a country where one of my languages is spoken...) & any assistantships available (haven't gotten that far)
4) University of Connecticut, Comparative Literature (the most prestigious & intimidating, but I had to try!) & any assistantships
5) USask (woot!), Interdisciplinary Studies (english/history) - concentration in Irish History/Historical Fiction... this is a longshot because I haven't actually TAKEN any history classes, but I do have a professor from Cork in the History Dept who is willing to supervise me and go to bat for me at USask - if this happens, it'll be another tiny miracle in the life of Steph :)
6) University of Limerick, to continue my current project in further depth (kind of what I want to do at USask and Southern Illinois). The only way this will happen is if I get offered a highly competitive scholarship from the Irish government. I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon with a potential supervisor that I have been trying to contact since late-November and the deadline for this scholarship application is Jan 18... no pressure :)
Now - I am doing my part. I am taking the really really really hard tests, filling out forms, writing essays, making phone calls, contacting supervisors, ordering transcripts and paying application fees... and if it doesn't happen, I won't lie - I will most likely be a little disappointed. But I also know that this is in God's hands and if He wants me to pursue this, He will open the right door! (which is where you guys come in)
Please pray that whatever happens, I continue to look to God for direction? Also that if He wants me in a specific place, that He makes it clear?
The reason why I am posting this at 1am my time is because I just received a very encouraging email from one of the schools' contacts. I sent her an application for an assistantship and she said that it looked really good... so then I got excited and then I got worried that maybe I got too excited and then I decided that maybe I should just do my part and be willing to accept whatever God brings my way... :)
my life story, eh?
I need those friends around who tell me to stop worrying - I think your voices are all ingrained in my brain anyway, but I miss you!
Some of you have already been through this process.
Some of you are going through this process as I type.
The process of which I speak is APPLICATIONS.
wow.
So I have a little prayer request for anyone willing to take up the challenge, but you'll have to wait till the end for the actual request!
As you may recall, I took my GRE (aka the hardest test I've ever taken in my life) in December and have those scores sent off to the schools in the States. I am applying to 6 programs in total:
1) University of Colorado - Boulder, Comparative Literature program & teaching assistantship
2) Southern Illinois University - Carbondale, English - concentration in Irish Studies & graduate assistantship
these two are complete as of this afternoon!
3) University of South Carolina - Columbia, Comparative Literature (including a semester teaching abroad in a country where one of my languages is spoken...) & any assistantships available (haven't gotten that far)
4) University of Connecticut, Comparative Literature (the most prestigious & intimidating, but I had to try!) & any assistantships
5) USask (woot!), Interdisciplinary Studies (english/history) - concentration in Irish History/Historical Fiction... this is a longshot because I haven't actually TAKEN any history classes, but I do have a professor from Cork in the History Dept who is willing to supervise me and go to bat for me at USask - if this happens, it'll be another tiny miracle in the life of Steph :)
6) University of Limerick, to continue my current project in further depth (kind of what I want to do at USask and Southern Illinois). The only way this will happen is if I get offered a highly competitive scholarship from the Irish government. I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon with a potential supervisor that I have been trying to contact since late-November and the deadline for this scholarship application is Jan 18... no pressure :)
Now - I am doing my part. I am taking the really really really hard tests, filling out forms, writing essays, making phone calls, contacting supervisors, ordering transcripts and paying application fees... and if it doesn't happen, I won't lie - I will most likely be a little disappointed. But I also know that this is in God's hands and if He wants me to pursue this, He will open the right door! (which is where you guys come in)
Please pray that whatever happens, I continue to look to God for direction? Also that if He wants me in a specific place, that He makes it clear?
The reason why I am posting this at 1am my time is because I just received a very encouraging email from one of the schools' contacts. I sent her an application for an assistantship and she said that it looked really good... so then I got excited and then I got worried that maybe I got too excited and then I decided that maybe I should just do my part and be willing to accept whatever God brings my way... :)
my life story, eh?
I need those friends around who tell me to stop worrying - I think your voices are all ingrained in my brain anyway, but I miss you!
Holidays, et al...
Hi everyone!
I will not go into detail about my last few weeks, but I didn't want to procrastinate any longer on my postings... so I will let you know that I have been to the hospital twice in 5 days (the last visit being 11pm Christmas night til 2am) -- once because they "wanted to rule out" meningitis and the last time because I had a 102+ fever (38+ for those on metric), was dehydrated and incoherent. So the security guards called an ambulance... and I was put on IV meds and fluids. *sigh*... oh - and did I mention that Jill was visiting for the holidays??? Poor girl. :(
Besides that fiasco, I want to put up photos of our Christmas Eve, obviously pre-ambulance trip/ER visit #2.
This is Jill, the four international students we invited over for Lasagne (a?)/tree decorating/christmas music & singing:
Two guys from Japan (Iriya(L) & Hiro (R)), Christine, Jill & myself from the States and Elizabeth from Crete. :)
And here are some pics of our Christmas tree:
Would you believe it only cost me 10 euro??? :) Charlie Brown couldn't have done better...
love you all!
I will not go into detail about my last few weeks, but I didn't want to procrastinate any longer on my postings... so I will let you know that I have been to the hospital twice in 5 days (the last visit being 11pm Christmas night til 2am) -- once because they "wanted to rule out" meningitis and the last time because I had a 102+ fever (38+ for those on metric), was dehydrated and incoherent. So the security guards called an ambulance... and I was put on IV meds and fluids. *sigh*... oh - and did I mention that Jill was visiting for the holidays??? Poor girl. :(
Besides that fiasco, I want to put up photos of our Christmas Eve, obviously pre-ambulance trip/ER visit #2.
This is Jill, the four international students we invited over for Lasagne (a?)/tree decorating/christmas music & singing:
Two guys from Japan (Iriya(L) & Hiro (R)), Christine, Jill & myself from the States and Elizabeth from Crete. :)And here are some pics of our Christmas tree:
Would you believe it only cost me 10 euro??? :) Charlie Brown couldn't have done better...
love you all!
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