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Is partying this Friday with a Communist Fiesta! At the Kennedy School of Government fashion (when cops close the party) I'll dress up as a partizani or a peasant! photos to come..

Minha amiga Rosa seguramente seja contenta de ler que eu vou fazer uma exposição oral em português e vou falar do ocupante numero dois da península ibérica: O Portugal. Todas as gentes da minha aula de português falaram do Brasil...ta bom, eu vou fazer a promoção do Portugal. O power point que fiz tem uma foto dos famosos pasteis de nata. Espero que eu punha comei-os a Lisboa bem cedo.

My friend Mel just sent me this picture. First and foremost...Mel is a she...Melanie. She is not the one in this award-winning photo. She just told me that this picture reminds her of me!!! I sincerely hope: 1-not because of this guy's hairy bum and 2-not even because of the message on the wall behind...look, look closer and, very, very important, NEITHER of us knows the guy in the picture. If he is reading my blog, please contact me, I know a couple of places that could help him.

"Is this a good picture?, Do I look cute?, Shall I add another cultural activity so people think that I am cool?, what about adding those pictures from Africa so people think that I am adventurous? How many friends do I have? oh, 100 only, let's check my 1st grade schoolmates, ah, I found a guy that I haven't talked for 20 years but he will be my 101 facebook contact, Oh, I once kissed that guy, jezz he was ugly, Who is online at 2.00am?, Oh, I got a wall message, it says that I am hot, cool and super sexy...and the best of all, everybody is going to read that!" These are all typical thoughts of the random facebook addict. Have I become one? Not yet. But I could. "Facebook me!" I am Meritxell Martinez. A face is just a face. Some have big noses, other small eyes, some look angry, some sweet. Some are misleading, some say it all!! This market-yourself-to-the-online-world tools are rather superficial. And the worst is that we all fall into them. For those with...

Is this going to be my destination this summer?! YAAAES! DA, DA, DA!

I know, I know I became overconcious about health with last year's surgery and I talk way too much about health...but this time last year I was in happy Tirana feeling quite sick. I had the best friends besides me. I had Ernesto. Te quiero. I had Mel, Mtk, Ayesh, Marleen. Love you too. And Dritan, Carlo, Suela. Am I giving enough to these people to thank them for their kindness? Give and receive back, give and receive back. Rule number one in life. These days last year we were driving to Montenegro. We had such a great time. As soon as I back in the labor market I am going to invest money there. Or in Dhermi. Check the picture out! I miss those days. Life in the US is easy, confortable...but I miss something about those lost corners of the world difficult to describe. Oh, before I start sounding depressed and sad I am going to leave it here for today. It might be that we are about finishing the spring semester. Friends graduating, 2 roomates leaving the house. One year is gone. War...

Sant Jordi Saint George San Jorge And it is a nice Catalan tradition to receive a rose...and I got one.

These silences of mine are too long. I know. But look the picture above...I've been studying hard!! No, now the truth. The last two weeks, after spending Spring Break in Puerto Rico, have been full speed. But now it feels like I can breath again and have some time to do the things that I like to do most: wake up around 10, go to the gym, have a small two percent, vanilla latte, buy the newspaper, go to Darwins and get a sandwich with avocado and something else, read, relax, check people's outfits, listen to their conversations, read a little bit more, dream, imagine the summer, think about my trip to Benin, to Russia, to Italy, to Spain. Am I going to have enough days? Short note on Puerto Rico. I loved it. I had the idea that it would look like Miami (even if I have not been there)...WRONG...it was something much, much better. More genuine and still somehow Spanish. Even though the level of americaness got me in shock most of the trip. I think Puerto Ricans are quite clever, g...