september eighteenth.

I've been enjoying myself WAY too much on this site: http://kanyegate.tumblr.com/ 

Today was blah, I think I did poorly on my biochem exam, but yesterday I got the highest grade on my psychology exam, so I think I'm still riding that high. This upcoming week is going to be horrible, so I'm trying to prepare myself mentally, also by using the weekend to study as much as possible. Long day tomorrow, time for bed.

xox,

loveacrosstheocean.

[LOL.]

september sixteenth.

I'm using every bit of energy I have left to write something and take my contacts out, brush my teeth, and pass out. Today was... long. I woke up late, grabbed the third article of clothing I saw, ate a piece of cheese, and was out the door in ten minutes. Yesterday yolie and I found out that in order to be able to take the exams we need to take, we have to pay a school tax of 147 USD... cool. Not only that, but exams start tomorrow. We had to make five trips to different places to get papers signed, pay, get random stamps on said papers, and turn everything in... yeahhh. The tricky part is that these places are all pretty far from each other, and are all open from 12-3. I woke up at 12.18 so that was my fault, but everything was a race to get things done. Crappy things kept happening, and I was really discouraged. Random things like getting lost on winding streets and climbing in a cab that cost three times the normal fare just further demoralized us. We paid the tax, finally, but have yet to get one more stamp. Blah. 

Things that I ate/drank that made me really happy:

- spinach pie: AHHH : )

- lemon-peach smoothie

- sunflower seeds

all of those things were exponentially better than the cheese from this morning.

After hours of being stressed and sweaty we calmed down and walked to starbucks, stopping to sit in the grass and take a breather. It was perfect and I wanted to capture the moment. We got to starbucks, talked way too much like usual, but actually got some studying done. After we left and were walking to the subway, we saw a huge box of sunflower bouquets on the curb to be thrown away.... I KNOW. WHO the heck would throw away sunflowers??! You'd think we found gold. After yelling excitedly and successfully, accidentally scaring away any passerbys that would want to join our joyosity, we took as many bouquets as we could carry. This wasn't such a good idea since I had to get home riding the subway and the bouquets were pretty thick around. I gave a few to random people, it felt really good to see them happy. I ate some almonds and dried mangos, had a fight with my roommate, I'm just tired. Psychology exam tomorrrrow, wish me luck!

xox,

loveacrosstheocean. 

[photo caption: candid moment with my flowers + box of beautiful sunflower bouquets]

september fifteenth.

I'm laying on my stomach at 12.30 in the afternoon, listening to devendra banhart while incense is burning and I'm drinking coffee. To fully appreciate certain things from the previous sentence you need to know a little back story. Last night I went to starbucks with yolie with (almost) every intention to study, but things went awry. We talked a few hours away into nothingness, only noticing when the sky we saw from the outdoor patio turned a pretty dark blue color. Talk lead to movies, movies lead to movies we saw, that lead to movies we want to see, long story short, we went to the movies. I'm really proud that we didn't just cab it since we're trying to save a bit of money, so after about 45 min after a combination of riding the subway, taking a bus, and walking in the wrong direction for a good while, we made it to see Inglorious Basterds. I don't have much to say about it, but it definitely wasn't as good as all my friends made it out to be. Brad Pitt's character got old really fast for me, I wasn't expecting so much violence, and a lot of parts dragged on unncessarily long. That being said, I was blown away with Christoph Waltz's performance. I don't know, I wouldn't go see it again. We got out of the 10.15 showing at 12.50 (its LONG) and talked about my hair color and how it will significantly improve as I wash out the darker pink. Yolie wanted to show me this pub that opened literally 30 seconds away from her apartment, so we went in. I LOVE THIS PLACE. Its all war-decorated, which was terrifying because we had just come from seeing a war movie where people died randomly and I got nervous, but the idea behind the place is so cute. Its open 24 hours a day, has cheap but good home-made food cooked when you order it, and has beer for cheaper than I've seen it anywhere in bucharest. Apparently they opened two weeks ago so things are kind of slow, but I really think it'll do well. I'll have to take pictures and post them here. When I went up to get our third round while yolie was in the bathroom, the bartender started talking to me before I could take our beers away. Being a nice person, I made small talk with him, (sorry hayleyghoover!) thinking I could still be back at our table by the time yolie was done in the bathroom. Nope. She came out and found me at the bar, so the bartender invited us to sit down with him, and not having a legit excuse (I was updating my twitter before) we accepted. I'm so glad we did, because last night is going down in my memory as one of those really cool experiences that I never would have had if I didn't move from my hometown. I mean, I'd be able to have freaking subway everyday, but not experiences like that. fjdksfdhjsf. rant over. We stayed at the bar for hours, talking with this guy about life in general and sharing experiences. My beer mug kept getting magically refilled and I only made this connection the fourth time I went to pee. Things started going downhill when he suggested we youtube whatever music we wanted and I... sigh. I can do this. I... put on... Party In the USA by miley cyrus. I'm not even going to defend myself. I like having dance parties to it on repeat. There. I said it. Oh crap! I have to be at school in 24 min anddd I have a lot to do. So I lost track of my beer count, got reallllly dizzy, played miley cyrus while yolie cringed, and we left the pub around 5. SO all that was to show how crazy the fact that I'm up at noon the next day is, with cute music playing and fresh coffee being consumed. Okay! I feel really accomplished that I blogged, let's hope the rest of the day is as productive!

xox,

loveacrosstheocean : )

september fourteenth.

fdjgdsgjsa! I just want to rant for 3.5 seconds about what everyone will probably be tweeting and facebook status-ing for the next few hours: kanye west's complete disrespect towards taylor swift. at the VMAs. Okay now since it's five in the morning here, the VMAs are still going on back home. I saw all this commotion on facebook with statuses such as "wtf kanye??" and got curious. Weirdly I found a video on youtube with the whole thing three minutes after it was uploaded. I'm in shock at kanye's douchebaggery. Taylor swift is of of my favorite artists ever and a genuine sweetheart. I honestly think if we knew each other irl we'd be best friends. I digress. I stood by kanye when a lot of my friends boycotted his music, as talent is undeniable, douchebag or not. But this is crossing the line. He's freaking 30 something years old! She's 19 and handled his tantrum so well. GAH I realize this affects me in no way at all, but I really do love taylor a lot. Her music has been my life soundtrack during some pretty hard times and I feel a closer connection to her than I do with most artists. Her tweets are always so real and she's so appreciative of her success and for kanye to embarrass her like this by acting like a toddler is ridiculous. Another thing I found suspicious is how fast videos from youtube got pulled. His outburst got over 500,000 views and Viacom pulled all of them down within TWENTY minutes. All I know is kanye's got some quick people working for him. AND on trending topics on twitter, he's like eighth currently and taylor swift isn't on there at all. His publicity people are probably going to get raises. fuck you kanye. 

xox,

loveacrosstheocean. 

[photo caption: taylor and t-pain-- WATCH THIS]

september thirteenth.

First blog post from overseas for second year! I'm back in my lovely apartment in bucharest after heart-wrenching goodbyes with my sisters and cousins and friends. THAT was hard. I saw marisa last, since she goes to half day kindergarden and was out by the time my flight left. We were crying so hard in the car and I tried pulling myself together and briskly said "I'm being dumb, I need to stop crying." and she replied with "No, you're not. Dumb people don't cry, people who have others that care about them do. You have people who love you very much, you can cry." SHE'S SIX. SIX! gahhhh. Did I mention she's six? I did? Oh, okay. So after gross flights and annoyingness and terrible traffic getting from the airport to my apartment, I'm homeeee. I went out my first night with yolie after not seeing her for six weeks and we just picked up where we left off. I had mashed potatoes and beer(s) and we talked for hours. I got in around 4 after not sleeping for literally two days. I silently relished my freedom while astringenting my face and crawled into bed really content.... then I woke up at 7 in the evening. Doing stuff during the day FAIL. Last night I did something I've never done before... I bleached and highlighted my hair pink. Shocking! I know!! I've never had highlights or dyed my hair or ANYTHING. I'm ultra conservative when it comes to my hair  this was a BIG DEAL. I googled and read yahoo! answers about everything, so I was obviously totally prepared... LOL. I haphazardly decided what pieces I wanted to dye then awkwardly sectioned it off with really lame bobby pins. It was a mess. Bleach got on my face, on my shirt, it was no good. I like, clumped aluminum foil around the processing pieces, not like smooth, neat ones they do at the salon. No, like grab a piece and crumple it until it stays. Now that I'm writing this I suppose I shouldn't be surprised at how it turned out. Okay, back to the story. Bleach turned my hair like MALFOY'S. Yeah. And while I'm all googly for tom felton I DON'T want my hair like his. I got really scared, and immediately wanted to stop everything and go back. Blah. I trudged onward, rinsed the bleach out, looked away quickly so I didn't start crying, and went to apply dye. Now this was tricky since I was doing pieces and not everything. So I tried really hard to get like a layered look for my bangs... mmyeah, didn't happen. The side parts are too chunky and I wish I did more parts, but smaller sections. It's crazy vibrant around some parts near my scalp and others are like cotton candy pink. It took a while to warm up to, but pinned a certain way it looks cool, and I feel I can actually go take the exams I failed without teachers writing me off as a delinquent. I have yet to show it to um, actual people, besides my twitter friends which aren't that many, and even that I did for the sole purpose of my cousin asking to see it, and I like her a lot, so I couldn't say no. I'm excited for the gross intense parts to calm the heck down after I wash it a few times, and apparently after the color starts fading I can just retouch with dye, no bleach needed! hollllller. Okay I think those are my thoughts I wanted to record for the day in my fake pensieve.

xox,

loveacrosstheocean.

[photo caption: pink hair!]

september sixth.

Tonight we hosted a big party with family and random people I've never met, but ones my mom convinced me I knew (I didn't.) I lost track of how many mike's hard lemonades I had, but I know at one point I took my cousin's, put a lemon it in, and sauntered around drinking it. She calmly pointed out it was hers, but apparently I was convinced it wasn't, since I put a lemon in it. She replied that yes, I did, but that was AFTER I took it from her. She was right. Ahem. I do know that it lubricated the conversations I had with random people, so that helped a lot. I wish I spent more time with my cousins, Denis and Julie, since I'm leaving on thursday and I'm going to miss them more than they know. We played Wii tennis and bowling and ate good food and had a lovely time in general. I also went for an eye exam and got contacts for the whole year, so whooo at having vision for the next 12 months! In the morning my friend from romania and I are going to kalamazoo to visit one of my best friends gina at western michigan for the day/night and I'm exciiiited. The theme is "rock out to wine" night and although I know this means drink wine and get flushed cheeks quietly while becoming sloppy, I randomly envision lady gaga outfits as part of this. I'm quite certain they are NOT part of it, but that won't stop me from "accidentally" bringing some key thrift store sequined pieces along. mwahaha. I'm going to go snuggle/sleep with my sisters tonight, because I'm going to miss those tiny ladies a lot a a lot. 

xox,

lovefrommichigan.