Huh, this has been a fun ride! So, coming to you live from Vilnius, Lithuania, let me tell you how my experience doing an exchange program has been going so far. I still have three and a half months to go, but so much has happened already, and I've seen, met, and learned so much.Continue reading "Studying at Vilnius University"
New Place, New Me: What I Learned About Myself While Studying Abroad
What I Learned About Myself While Studying Abroad Lesson No.1: I love how this city affects me. I love this new me. I used to have those periods when everything would go smoothly, and I would love the high, get addicted to it, and put so much pressure on myself to keep going, and thenContinue reading "New Place, New Me: What I Learned About Myself While Studying Abroad"
Diary Entry From Vilnius
This little hawk flew over to Vilnius, Lithuania to spend a semester here at Vilnius University. This blog turned into an inconsistent journal, a sort of svaštara (Croatian jargon; name for a notebook with all kinds of notes on various topics) on the Internet, so let's "read my diary" together, shall we? The purpose ofContinue reading "Diary Entry From Vilnius"
A Birthday Lesson
Happy birthday, mylittlehawk! Another year, another list of lessons learned. In light of that change and growth, here's something I wrote down in my notes back in May that proved itself to be true yesterday while I was at work. I realized that just a crying session won't do, so I'm sharing it with you.Continue reading "A Birthday Lesson"
I miss you dearly
Wind-chime laughter, apple slices set neatly on a plate. Primroses, rosaries, and fairy tales set in a nearby forest. A white horse, childhood anecdotes, and snarky comments. Wafers, herbs, crossword puzzles. Soup operas she'd brief us on as soon as we came in every time we visited. It's Wednesday morning, and my brother is knockingContinue reading "I miss you dearly"
March, Threes and Losses
My page crashed. I started drawing again. I lost my grandma. We're in March. I turned 24. I started working on my thesis. I'm shutting the doors on these past four years. (I now measure time in leap-year portions - four by four by four.)25 is my favorite number. I'm pulling Destiny's tongue by sayingContinue reading "March, Threes and Losses"
A Happy Place: Grandparents’ House
Do you want to go with your grandpa? Of course! Already packed! What an adventure that 20-minute drive to our grandparents' house was, driving that old road that needed repair - driving there or riding a roller coaster is practically the same thing - in Grandpa's Clio, listening to the same cassette on blast, andContinue reading "A Happy Place: Grandparents’ House"
The Two Fridas, Frida Kahlo (1939)
I read a book recently. It mentioned The Two Fridas, so of course, I Googled it. I love how there's so much in it that you can see and analyze (mind you, I am far from being an expert on this, but I still liked the idea). They're sitting on a bench, turned to oneContinue reading "The Two Fridas, Frida Kahlo (1939)"
A Happy Place: The Port of Split
The sun is not yet up behind the buildings, but the city is already in a rush. The Port of Split (and the bus station) is probably the only place in the world where all the noises and the crowd don't make me panic. I get there early to catch a bus that would takeContinue reading "A Happy Place: The Port of Split"
Writing To My High School Self
Van Gogh at Auvers-sur-Oise Writing: High School Me I had this plain white, hardcover notebook in high school that I guarded religiously. It wasn't a diary, but it was maybe more intimate than that. It contained my writings, something I'm very vulnerable about and possessive of. I remember this sky-blue ink I used and howContinue reading "Writing To My High School Self"
My Little Hawk 