Three months since my last post and I've forgotten all about
Not Your Average Ju.
And if Blogspot statistics don't lie, you're out there, still reading these snippets of irrelevant nothings, whoever you may be.
And it is to you, my faithful/curious/bored/randomly-stumbling-upon readers that I share my next big adventure with.
After 5 and a half extra long years at university, I'm set to graduate this July.
And what better way to reward one's self, than with a European summer!
My heart aches each day, waiting to see these souls again. It's a strange feeling, knowing all our friendships are frozen in a time that almost feels like an illusion. With no trace of its existence, other than photographs and what lies in our memories.
L: the cheekiest Italian I know, Jacopo.
R: dearest Sara, from a family of kings.
L-R: Maria, Charlotte, Myself, Sara, Teresa
The best housemate I've ever had, Edouard.
Or, my first Jewish friend and window to a culture full of holidays.
