Life of Amy

CogSci, Knitting, and Other Shenanigans

Archives: Trains to Anywhere (09/25/2006) May 26, 2008

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My week away from Rome was a crazy adventure in many senses. It started out all right. We (my two travel buddies and I) went to Siena first, for the day, where it rained. The rain, however, was not to bad. Just a pain in the butt. Then, we decided to take an earlier train into Venice. The night train was a bad idea, but this might have been slightly worst. We met two random boys at the Venice Train Station (St. Lucia), which was actually the best part. Then, while trying to find their hostel, we got lost in Venice. Then, because we had no hostel (since we had planned to sleep on the night train), we slept in a tunnel in the rain. Record setting rain, in fact. Needless to say, we were soaked. We arrived in Milan on one piece, but someone’s money got stolen, so she had to head home with my other travel buddy. So I headed alone to Florence. It was absolutely stunning.

Now, I am back in Rome, and it is raining again. Seriously, what a let down. Let’s hope that my next trip works out better. Knock on wood.

 

Archives: Rome (08/25/2006)

Filed under: life,travel — Amy @ 6:09 am
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Ciao! I made it to Rome around 18.15 local time on Wednesday. It took longer than I expected, but I have tried the gelato and the tortellini and the white wine. I do not have much time to write now, but perhaps when the internet at the Residence is fixed, I can write from there instead of from the Study Center.

 

Archives: Reminiscent (07/22/2006)

Filed under: college,life,travel — Amy @ 6:04 am

God, I love to reminisce. I wonder why my family has been doing that a lot lately, over dinner, during drives, while watching television. I think that my parents will miss my sister and myself, when she’s in Boston and I’m in Rome. It’s a strange feeling, to know that she’s going away. I mean, I know that I am leaving, too, but I feel like this is no longer my real home anyway. I’ve been going down to San Diego for two years now, and yes, Rome will be a completely new experience, but nothing has been permanent in my life for a while. I always get a little choked-up when we start putting things in boxes, because that means it’s time to move on. And as much as I embrace change, I resist it. The secret to change is coping. I know that I got into UCSD because they thought I could cope … and succeed. The same with Rome. I wouldn’t have gotten into the program if they didn’t like what I brought to the table.

I’m coping with life … and I’m loving every minute.

 

Archives: Preparations (07/16/2006)

Filed under: life,travel — Amy @ 6:00 am

“Rome is the city of echoes, the city of illusions, and the city of yearning.” — Giotto di Bondone

I start with this quote because I am thrilled to have the opportunity to study in Rome this fall. Simultaneously, I am apprehensive. There are so many things I want to do, so many things I want to see, so much of my life to discover. I am leaving in five weeks, and what am I doing? Cleaning my room and watching a Rick Steves DVD that I checked out at my local library. (Library DVDs are possibly the best deal I have ever encountered.) I just feel … panicky. All of a sudden, I find myself worrying about the classes in which I enrolled. I am worrying about laundry, shoes, and costs.

I am doing far too much worrying and not enough enjoying. I am right by San Francisco for five more weeks (even if those weeks do include some cashiering work, hopefully). I ought to enjoy my time at home. My departure will be both joyous and bittersweet, but that is a while away. I’m worried about leaving my family though. At times, my extended family just feels so unstable. At other times, it feels as if there could be nothing better than a meal with my grandparents.

I feel like I’ve gone far enough with this entry. This is just the beginning of my travels.

 

mi manca roma April 30, 2008

Filed under: life,travel — Amy @ 1:24 pm
Published: April 20, 2008
At night, the city is lit like a theater, and in the warmer months, it should be enjoyed like one.

I wish I were back there, but I figure, in time, I will be.

 

March 9, 2008

Filed under: humor,life,music,travel,videos — Amy @ 2:30 am

I don’t know why I love this video so much.

Anyway, this week looks to be stressful. I hope to jam through the rest of the projects I have to do. In a week, there are also final exams, so it’s almost over! Holy crap!

And then … D.C. and Boston! My new carrot at the end of the stick, besides yarn that I made my roommate hide. That’s a whole ‘nother subject. Really wondering whether I should just combine this blog and my knitting blog. Separating my life is horribly difficult, I think. That, and am I really that interesting? Then again, perhaps this one is just lots of inspiration and cool tidbits. Chi sa? (Who knows?)

 

the road before us January 15, 2008

Filed under: college,life,photos,rant,travel — Amy @ 3:42 am

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This is a pattern … me, on my floor, procrastinating on something I want to do and know that I can indeed do. I’m just … stuck. I wonder whether I put myself into this situation, this was inevitable, or both. No matter. It’s now the problem of digging myself out of this hole and not consuming an entire package of Saltines. I have forgotten how salty these things really are. I feel that if I were a snail or a slug, I would shrivel right up/implode just at the sight. Whoo!

Anyway, I suppose not much has changed since last year. Yes, I’m getting older, and perhaps I have some better idea of where I’m going, but the future still looms, yet it is a distant fantasy. It’s like the side view mirrors of the car. Objects are closer than they appear. So here I am, laptop in lap, really, typing away toward my future. The road is endless, but but I’m in need of a rest stop, and I’m not sure where that next exit will take me. At least, I think, I have over a year to figure this out. I really think that this whole double-major thing is a procrastination tactic. Story of my life, eh? At least I cop to it.