Rambles from Romania.

I'm sitting here in my little apartment in Romania.

Writing papers and catching up on school work is supposed to be getting done. 

Lo and behold, here I am.

 Blogging. 

Figures. 

If you haven't been reading my Romania blog...you probably have no idea what's even going on in my life.

So as a gift from me to you, imma catch you up in one long run on sentence. 

You can thank me lates. 

I love my life here and I never want to leave because I get to work with the most precious angels in the entire world and most days they make me really happy but other days they make me want to cuddle up in my crappy bunk bed and cry my eyes out because I love them so much and they are experiencing the most sad and heartbreaking lives that make me look like the most disgustingly blessed person to ever live yet they are so happy and are so loving and give me big hugs and smiles all day and I've never been more happy/sad but my eyes have been opened to life and how important all of God's children are and I want to have 20 babies of my own and adopt 20 more so I can give them happy and blessed lives.

I leave here in 3 weeks. 

Can you believe that?

I remember having 3 weeks until I was leaving for Romania. 

Now I'm coming home and it's so bittersweet for me.

A part of me, a big part, never wants to come home. 

I literally have spent the last 2 months forgetting the busyness and stress of my life and devoting my time to serving those in need.

I have been so happy and I have been so blessed. 

Sometimes I get stressed just thinking about all the stuff that is waiting for me back in America. 

And not to mention my babies.

The thought of leaving them makes me cry.

I don't ever want that day to come.

I know I'm going to come home with a huge hole in my heart and I'm dreading that in every sense of the word. 

But there's also a big part of me that misses home. 

I miss my family. 

My friends. 

Dance.

Playing the piano.

BYU (I knooooow! What the crizapp? No shame).

And especially that lover boy of mine. 

To avoid sugar coating, I'll be brutally honest.

Being away from B has been hard. 

Super hard. 

Emailing, texting, and Skyping is never enough.

I'm craving that kid in the flesh. 

And not just in the, "I can't wait to make out with him" kind of way (although I SERIOUSLY can't wait to make out with him :))

It's just been hard to hear about everything he's doing instead of experiencing everything with him. 

But bless the heavens for technology.

It's been enough to keep this little love of ours alive. 

Who ever said "distance makes the heart grow fonder" sure must have been a fan of understatements. 

I've never missed or loved someone so much in my entire life!

//Sneakily snapped this screen shot while we were skyping. Creepy I know...but since we're so in love I feel like I have FULL stalker rights. But that face! And those glasses! I die. //

Anyway.

You get it. 

Bittersweet.Bittersweet.Bittersweet.

fjpwoiwejfawoiej

Back to writing papers and wishing 3 weeks will never end and go by faster all at the same time. 

I never know what I want. 

I know. I know!

B informed me of that when I couldn't decide what colors I want for our wedding. 

Wait whaaaa?

;)

Jokes?

Who knows.

BYE!

Oh Lachelly.

This beaut turned 21 today. 21! Can you believe that??

In honor of Lush, I'll tell you some cool things about her. 
Also included, for your enjoyment, are the ugliest pics of us....

Once, Lachelly asked me what the stuff is called that you floss your teeth with. 

Once, Lachelly didn't know if New Mexico was in the United States. 

Once, Lachelly lost a bet to me about what city she was born in. 

Once, Lachelly washed her car at a gas station with the gas pump thinking it was water. 

Once, Lachelly had to talk to our health teacher after class because she put "examine your testes monthy" on the question "What are 3 ways to take care of the female body". 

Once, Lachelly "double-spaced" a paper by putting two spaces in between each word instead of between each line. 

Once, Lachelly thought frozen dinners were all dinners that you ate while they were still frozen. 

Once, Lachelly signed her name on her drivers license and completely spelled her last name wrong. 

Once, Lachelly was scared to marry a black person because the right side of their baby would be all white, and the other half would be all black. 

Once, Lachelly asked how water bottles get cold in the fridge if they have their lids on.

Once, Lachelly asked what the time difference from St. George to Provo was.

And guess what else?

Once, Lachelly cleaned my whole room as a surprise because I was stressed with finals.

Once, Lachelly bought me tickets to a New York Giants game.

Once, Lachelly came home from New York for a vacation and COMPLETELY surprised me.

Once, Lachelly dyed my hair for me.

Once, Lachelly shared a bed with me for a whole summer.

And lastly...

 Lachelly lets me wear and borrow her clothes.

Lachelly tells me how cool I am, or how stupid I'm being.

Lachelly is the best cleaner.

Lachelly is the best with kids.

 Lachelly is the most thoughtful person.

 Lachelly makes me laugh.

and Lachelly is my BEST FRIEND!!!!

I'm seriously you guys.

I love her so much.

Wish her a Happy Birthday, won't ya?

I miss this kid.

 Just came across all these pics on my computer.

They made me smile.

Can you say struggle city???

Don't get me wrong. 

I love Romania...like loooooove it. 

But.

Maybe some quality snuggle time

and a few maybe a lot  of kisses every night from this boy would make Romania 

that. much. better.

Sure do miss my B-man.

Romanian Blog up and running!

 

Chuh chuh check it out.

There's no place like rome...

I brought Toms to wear around Italy. 

However, I didn't break them in before I left. 

Killlllled my feet the first day I wore them. 

So I resorted to my good ol' red vans. 

Dorthy style.

Errrrday.

So.

Enjoy my trip through Italy. 

Via vans. 

Museums. Crowds. Famous stuff. Stairs.

You name it. 

Vans did it. 

Holla.
Special thanks to J Jules and Becca Baby for taking pics.
I couldn't have done it without them.

......

Made it to Romania literally 30 minutes ago. 

It's great.

Can't wait to tell you all about it!!!

Romanian blog starts tomorrow...check there for updates. 

Okie dok?!

Rome day dos

Kids. I'm supes tired.

I feel like I have done a months worth of stuff in a week. 

How many steps have I taken?

Enough to walk across the ocean. 

And back! 

Probably.

But hey. I'm soaking up every second of it.

Today? Spanish Steps and The Vatican.

We're all soooo sick of taking pictures.
And smiling in them.

So we goofed off today. 

It might also be due to the fact that we found ourselves in another, yes another...

prepare yourself...

yes.

a Museum.

  //Sistine Chapel//

 //St. Peter's Basilica//

Dear B. 

Sorry about the pic with a hot italian boy. 

But he was BEGGING me to take one with him.

So I had to. 

Xoxoxo

Rik.