There is always an adjusting period for how long it takes you to feel at home when you find yourself in a foreign city, country or continent. You know, how you say "let's get back home," when your legs start to hurt after a long day of sightseeing on vacation, but you actually mean your hotel or the...

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I was born on a sunny (supposedly hot) summer day all those (22) years ago. I never knew what it was about my birthday that made me love it so much, but I know now - as it was right in the middle of school vacation, I never had any school obligations.  Maybe the fact that my birthdays...

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Midterm exams have come and gone and after I was done with those I spent the next few weeks on short road trips around the country, crafting, playing with my cats and dogs, nieces and nephews, and indulging in good quality TV. Despite the fact that I watch about a hundred TV shows – I've never actually counted...

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Live simply, dream big. In these cold college-stressful days I often browse through my summer photos. Spain, to be more specific. We were planning on going to Greece, actually. But you know how it is when you procrastinate the heck out of everything and keep telling youself "The tickets will be even cheaper if we buy them next...

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Hello wonderful people! If you usually enjoyed my skillfully crafted English-is-my-second-language sentences, you might have noticed I've been missing for a while. Letting go of a hobby is not very hard once college is crippling you with anxiety and you have multiple jobs because you want to be semi-financially stable without your parents' money. So while I have...

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ALSO: A CONCERT THAT TURNED INTO SO MUCH MORE. It's around 1 am and I'm working on an assignment with my roommate. We're listening to Hanson. I suddenly think to myself, "Huh, I wonder if their latest tour will also include Europe?" I google their latest tour and I see Milan. Screaming ensues. A few tears of joy,...

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DEAR COFFEE MACHINE! My love for coffee started a long time before I got you. It started when relatives would come visit us when I was a little girl and they would make a whole event out of drinking coffee, chatting about everything and anything for hours. My mother would often pour me milk or hot chocolate in the...

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