but I want to go to Brighton!!

I just watched a silly teen angst movie that's set in the UK. And I swear that they filmed in Herne Bay, where I stayed when I was in Kent for three weeks during England Semester. But I'm also very sure that they filmed in Brighton.

This little fact peaked my interest in Brighton. And I've discovered that it's quite the bustling city. Full of art and Fringe Festival goodness.

Which means I must move there. I want to live in the UK and I want to live by the ocean. Brighton is the answer. Now if only I could finish my degree long distance, everything would be swell.

never resting, never content

Can I please go back? I promise I'll be good this time. I'd give anything for that accent to roll cleanly off my tongue. There's too much to do that I simply did not do anything today. Well, I did draw a picture of a knight. Does that count?
All I can think about is all of the reasons why I want something else.
But then I remember
...and so I do nothing.

I'm getting out of here

I'm getting jittery. My plane's tomorrow evening. There's so much to do. I must pack.

I may or may not post on this blog for the next couple of months. Check my Corrymeela blog (or better yet, be a follower!) to read/see what I'm up to. And, yes! there will be pictures.


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all that I am
all that I remember
resides there and in you
(pl. pronoun)

and ghostly whispers
rush through "remember me" whence
returned from the Emerald Isle

alas, poor ghost


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Now playing: Death Cab For Cutie - Death Of An Interior Decorator
via FoxyTunes
(this song reminds me of the glorious fun of Anon(ymous) rehearsals. Oh, Westmont, I miss you)