You make me go OOOO with the things that you DOOOOO

OK, so I'm kind of obsessed with this band called Camera Obscura. The girls voice is just so pretty and awesome. I find that the band is pretty unique and their music videos are super cool. Mais, c'est mon opinion. Qu'est-ce que tu penses? They kind of sound like Belle & Sebastion, but with a girl singing and not from Scotland (or at least I'm pretty sure). Anyways, I'm in love with this song called "French Navy." It makes me want to fall in love someday. And the Music video is freakin' awesome!

ENJOY!!!

{P.S. if the link doesn't work, then you should def look it up on youtube anyways}

Not So Mundane Places

The other day, some of my friends invited me to go on a hike by our dorm. I had nothing else to do so I decided to go. Was started walking up towards the mountains and stuff, then we went throught the forest and then, tout a coup, there was the huge field. I asked my friend what purpose of it was, and she told me that it was a part of a farm {ou une ferme}. It was beautiful. I love simple things like that. For instance, going hiking up in mountains and then finding a serene lake just chillin' there in the middle of the mountains. That's what I love. I just want to be a lake...or a cat, because they have the best lives. ANYWAYS, my friend was explaining to me (in french obviously) that they have their goats eat all the grass so that the field is tidy and clean. Unfortunately, there is merde everwhere. In french, "Mow the Lawn" is tondre la palouse. I guess it's supposed to be funny, but I don't get it. {Margaritte the Cow} {a beautiful field on top of a mountain}

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{ou des moutons}

We saw some other animals like pigs and donkeys and such. when I was little I told my parents that we (not just me) were going to own a farm one day. I remember drawing up plans to renovate our little A-frame house in Emigration canyon, and making it into a little farm house. OMG. I was such a nerd! Or maybe I still am? HA. I don't know. I guess we are all nerdy in our own little ways...

{Pigs or how they say in french des cochons}

{Andy and me with a Donkey, or at least I think it's a donkey}

{ un âne}

Enjoy the pics! And I hope that you learned some french for today! Now, I have to go take a shower because I haven't taken one in three days. Ciao!

The Beautiful City of Neuchatel

So, it's beautiful here. Apparently, it gets pretty dead looking in the winter, so I have to appreciate the beauty while it lasts. But the I've almost been here for a week and it's just awesome. People here are so nice. AND the public transportation here is pretty good. I haven't riden on a bus since Montreal, so it's pretty intense. Anyways, here are some kewl pics that I took with Mariella (my digital camera). Enjoy!!!
<--my view from a bench by the lake

Some buildings in the Neuch --->

<---Andy eating some lunch

On the way to school--->

<---the main road by the school

Feet!!!! --->

<--- a cute lil' market

I took this pic while waiting for the bus dowtown --->

On My Way to the Neuch

So, My last day in the states (for awhile). My dad took me to the airport. (My friend Caiti was supposed to come, but she couldn't get work off.) One of my bags was 54 pounds! If ones bag is over 50 pounds then one has to pay $150! OMG.
(<---Me on my airport attire: Jeans, American Apparel jacket, and silver cowboy boots)

So, I was trying to find a way to shift all of my stuff. (Pappi and me at the airport hangin' out and having senitmentals conversations --->)Most of it was liquid so it was kind of tricky, but I figured out a way! yaaaay! Man I love being cheap...anyways, usually when I fly, something always goes wrong. For instance, I did a study a

(Me and Lenny having some sentimental conversations)

abroad in Montreal the summer between my Junior and Senior year of highschool. First off, I woke up really late. I had five minutes to get everything in my car. My dad was going crazy and I was on the verge of crying because I was so stressed. And then, I don't know why, but ALL OF THE FREAKIN' HIGHWAYS WERE CLOSED. So, we had to drive on backroads and stuff. Luckily, I got to my gate ontime and I had fifteen minutes or so before my plane took off.

So, I was just sitting there and I took a little nap. My plane took off five minutes before I woke up. Apparently, they called my name about fifteen times. I WAS RIGHT THERE THE WHOLE TIME! OMG. I don't even know. Luckily I got on a different plane and stuff. I got to montreal that night, but they lost my bag. Like everyone elses bag, it was a black, rolling suitcase. It finally rolled aroung (haha) a couple of days later, but still! One of the most stressful trips I have ever been on. Good times.

Luckily, that didn't happen this time. Everything went as smooth as butter. Well, except for going through the Frankfurt airport in my silver cowboy boots. I got a lot of weird looks, but I think, unconsciously (obviously), I liked the attention. ;)

Au revoir America

So, I am finally in the Neuch and it's so beautiful here! But more of that in later posts! This post is dedicated to my family and friends whom have(<---me at Tres Hombres) always loved me and have supported me. I love you all and am so blessed to have you in my lives.

Especially my dad who has always been there for (sisters, papp, and nephew --->) me. I love you Pappi!!! Anyways, here are some pics that I took with my FIRST DIGITAL CAMERA EVER!!!! For my last night in town, my dad took me to Tres Hombres because 1. it's so freaking good and B. I really wanted Mexican food because I'll never have it again. oh man. HERE THEY ARE!!!!OMG IDK.

<----my brothers and me

Switzerland does not equal Sweden

So, for those who don't know I, abby, am going off to Europe for ten months. No, I am not pregnant and if I was, my dad would not waste his precious money to send me off to give birth to a child. This is not the fifties people!!! Anyways, I'm doing a full year study abroad in Neuchatel, Switzerland. My major is French with a minor in Art History. It's my junior year at the university and I have been planning on doing a wicked study abroad like this one since I was a sophomore in highschool. Hey, I have big dreams!



So I have bee telling people that I'm off to the switzerland for awhile ( it's a good conversation starter), but, I don't know why, maybe people haven't taken geography, but people keep saying "Oh well, you look Swedish, so you'll just fit right in!" ......????? At first I just never corrected them. Why? I don't know, but I felt bad for them. But it happened so much that after awhile I was so fed up with it that I would just say "That's sweet, but that's Sweden: poeple from Sweden are swedish." They would get so embarrased, and I felt bad, but it had to happen.



Anyways, about my trip. I am super nervous. My visa hasn't come in yet, and I feel that I might have to marry a Swiss man just to be able to stay in the country to go to school....haha! I'm just axcited to go to school. I'm a nerd, but when school starts, I get so excited! The first couple of weeks of school, I just get really organized and read and do homework every night to be on top of my game, but then after that I'm just thinking "When in the hell is this semester going to be OVER??!!!" Ha! Anyways, I'm going to make a promise to write on this blog more because....ya.

Anywho, ummmm ya that's about all I wanted to write so byyyyyye!!!!

k, so this might make you cringe....

So, last night I went of to my best bud's house, Patrick Buie. He's probably one of the 

coolest men I know of because he makes me laugh like a loon and he has great dress sense. 

ANYWAYS, enough of the compliments already! ugh. Silly me. So, something happened last 

night that was so strange and uncomfortable and exciting that happens to involve some fluids. 

Specifically mine. Take my hand and lets go....I like the night life baby....

SOOOOOOOOOOOO. I've had this certain...boil on the back of my right leg for the past 

three months. Since I'm a hypochondriac, I thought that it was some sort of cancerous thing, or 

at least a cyst. I showed this said thing to me patty pat pat and he was all like "let's try and pop 

it!" and before I could say anything, or move my leg away, he put his trombone spitter thing on 

the side of the said magical bulge on my leg. I thought nothing would happen, so I put my 

finger on the other side of it. We squeeze together in perfect harmony. Tout a coup, this white 

pasty puss shot out of the mountainous bump. We both freaked out. I was so embarrassed and 

shocked that I ran to the bathroom to finish the job....we both decided that it was a huge zit. 

It was such a fanastical experience that we both laughed and laughed after it. Let's just say 

that that moment brought me and Mr Buie closer together than we have ever have before...The 

End.