I had a dream last night that Caroline and I were eating sandwiches in PRET oh how I miss the UK
mollypoppp asked: so i've been checking your other blog this whole time for glimpses of scotland, and now that you're leaving i've finally found your study abroad blog!! oopsy.
haha i love you though and i love all that i've read and seen and i wish i could have been in europe with you and if you happen to come by a large inheritance i want you to come spend spring break in prague with meeeee!
<3
oh molly! i’m glad you finally found it. i wish you’d been here/able to visit us, and i do so hope i come by enough money to jet off to prague this spring… if only! see you very soon, in america, at home, omg. <3
Marlee made this. Can you find the twist in the Mackintosh alphabet? suitcase, packed. one more night/flat dinner in glasgow, then the taxi comes at 3AM to bring ms. o’riordan and i to the first of the three airports we will be visiting tomorrow. i am not ready for jet lag i am not entirely ready to leave this place but i am but i’m not but i am but i’m not you know how it goes.
Ry <3
This is starting to get weird. It’s ending and I like it but I don’t like it. We said goodbye to Ryland but I didn’t want to. I’m ready for some parts of going home, but not these others. Obviously. Nothing this good can end totally happily.
Anonymous asked: mediocre art?! BLAH! BLECH! PTOOEY! --Amy
just discouragingly “hip”/”indie” art. i may be exposing myself as not knowing/understanding that much about the contemporary art scene for saying so, but whatever! i am so rarely impressed/interested when i go there!
Here’s Caroline, Marlee and I at the Glue Factory, an actual former glue factory that is now an exhibition space chock full of discouragingly mediocre art (for the most part) and feels colder inside than the winter outdoors.
I used this knife to massacre a bag of apples.
“Gin faces”
sam
