i return

i get two weeks away from school and the one thing i do is avoid posting on the blog. naturally. what's wrong with me. 

granted, spotty internet is definitely one of my excuses for being away for so long! i still feel bad about it. but i promise, to the internet and to myself, that i'm going to be better now! half of my problem, i think, is feeling like every single entry needs to feel like something important and big, when it really doesn't have to be. yes, the english major in me has just been slapped. 

i thought about going into this whole long, detailed thing of how perfect my spring break was, with some expected ups and downs that only made it better, but then i felt like a lot of my spring break was more a mix of personal decisions and raised self-awareness rather than a bunch of stuff that needs sharing. so that's how i feel now! i guess i should probably go into general detail about what i did, but i obviously have a problem with short and sweet. also just heard today that my next paper is due this upcoming monday HAHAHAH WUT so i need to put all my  writing energy into that. yikes. 

updated flickr account: http://www.flickr.com/photos/76149855@N07/

and while we're at that, A WORD ON FLICKR:

1. with a free account, one can apparently only have 200 photos at any time

2. i currently have 172

3. that's not even a sixteenth of all the pictures i've taken

4. i got a flickr because it's accessible to the public and my friends/family not on facebook, but WHAT is the point when it gives me absolutely no storage space

5. no, i'm not paying for an upgrade. $orray. 

so all the pictures aren't there, but i tried to choose ones that meant the most. my mom also likes to see tons of pictures with me in them, so there's that too. dumbly, i only uploaded venice photos, so here are some from my uncle's house:

uncle's house

uncle's house

kitchen

kitchen to garden

dawn and chick

soil

sprouting blueberries

christ church, oxford

rousham manor, where lewis carroll wrote alice in wonderland

rousham manor gardens

sundial

uncle earic

precious sheep

cherwell valley

dawn in the garden

hey lady

pots and pots and pots

sprouters

potted

but in the next few days, hopefully i can get myself together enough to write about how everything was! because i guess that the writing will be good for me and a form of reflection, in itself. in the meantime, i am always, always down to talk until my teeth fall out, so if anyone wants to hear about everything just hollaaaaa.

for some reason, my body thought it needed a 4 hour nap to function for the rest of the day/evening, so now i am going to eat, speed through a novel due wednesday, and figure out how long i can put off doing laundry. #hipmondaynights

xo nicole