tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47089877465882813162023-11-16T13:40:29.575-05:00Hayley, in London!Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.comBlogger183125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-52826276389206819192013-06-23T10:17:00.001-04:002013-06-23T10:17:23.220-04:00HOLY COWYou guys!! I don't know what came over me today, but I suddenly decided to take a peek at my little old blog. Much to my surprise, LOB (little old blog, duh) still gets quite a few visitors - crazy! So, you'll have to accept my apologies for not posting any recent updates lately. I assure you, it's not because life is dull.<br />
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I see that the last time I wrote, I was just applying to law school. W.O.W. I'm currently working at my first summer legal internship at a prosecutor's office after finishing my first year in May! It's absolutely insane how fast time flies in law school. Well, sometimes the individual <i>days</i> drag on so slowly, but time as an aggregate? Lightning fast. It's crazy for me to think that around this time last year, I was moving in to my apartment and getting ready to start my summer Torts class. Now I'm screening domestic violence cases at a big prosecutor's office, and getting ready to move in to my next apartment in about a month.<br />
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The adorable little puppy that can be seen a few posts back, Pippa, is about to turn two-years-old in...four days! And my other sweet girl is now six and a half. :) She's been having some mysterious health problems for a while now, but even that seems to be turning around with some optimistic and hopeful news we received a few days ago.<br />
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My sister became engaged a few weeks ago! I'm so beyond happy for her, and can't wait to start wedding planning. I'm her maid of honor, and the wedding is in less than a year, so we've got some work to do! She's also adopting a new puppy next weekend to add to her family (her, fiance, and Molly the dog). <br />
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So overall, things are great for me! My first year of school was a success, I'm loving my summer job and think that it's what I want to make a career out of, and my family and friends and dogs are all wonderful. <br />
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I'll try and be better about updating in the future. :) I hope this blog has been helpful to others in the process of moving overseas, or even just starting a new adventure, or education path. Please let me know if you have any questions or thoughts! Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-19389718449913533122012-01-14T00:01:00.000-05:002012-01-14T00:01:50.937-05:00Brief UpdateHi everyone!! So sorry for my absence from my blog. My daily life in America isn't nearly as interesting as the one I led in London, though a few things have happened since I returned.<br />
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Rather than take the October LSAT like I originally planned, I decided to take advantage of a Testmasters course in Detroit and rather opted to take the December test. This definitely worked to my benefit, as I received a score that I'm both proud of and should help to either get me a full/sizeable scholarship or into a great school.<br />
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I submitted my applications last week. I ended up applying to all Midwest schools, as I ultimately decided that being close my family and friends is of major importance to me. I applied to:<br />
<ul><li>Michigan State</li>
<li>Indiana University-Bloomington</li>
<li>Wisconsin-Madison</li>
<li>Ohio State</li>
<li>Iowa</li>
<li>Minnesota</li>
<li>Chicago-Kent</li>
<li>Case Western</li>
</ul>So, the waiting game has begun.<br />
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Aside from that, I've just mainly been enjoying time with my family. I've been doing things like cooking and running a lot, and I taught myself how to knit. I know, I'm basically a 93-year old woman...but I like it. Our house is crazy and overrun with dogs as usual, but I love that as well.<br />
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The next couple of months will be spent doing law school visits to check out the campuses, law schools, and programs of the schools I'm considering...so that should be fun. <br />
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I told you all my life is super boring -- I knit and deal with law school stuff. Hence my reasons for not blogging. Anyhow, I'm doing great and I just wanted to send out an update because I still receive emails regularly asking me what I've been up to. :) I'll try and make more of an effort to post here when I can from now on.<br />
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Love from Michigan!Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-36573559130714654062011-08-29T17:11:00.000-04:002011-08-29T17:11:13.946-04:00LSAT studying isn't *so* terrible when...<div style="text-align: justify;">...I have this little squirt at my feet. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Meet Pippa! She's a doll, huh? :)</div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-69563124514247542342011-08-15T08:52:00.001-04:002011-08-15T08:53:09.343-04:00I Miss It...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmwAO9IpTVIK28cwFE2cAavi31sGarVVIlnM24xEMlYk8OVvtZ3TS-Kt3RVFgit0iPfkTfVKj-fFikeDgRza5WY-G7hBG3Us-XONZ-wBwTpEFIyw0hrNFt_dIQUzaqfu_RMqi9Sj5u4lZG/s1600/photo-4.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmwAO9IpTVIK28cwFE2cAavi31sGarVVIlnM24xEMlYk8OVvtZ3TS-Kt3RVFgit0iPfkTfVKj-fFikeDgRza5WY-G7hBG3Us-XONZ-wBwTpEFIyw0hrNFt_dIQUzaqfu_RMqi9Sj5u4lZG/s400/photo-4.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
But doing silly stuff like this on instagram on my iphone keeps me distracted. Yeah, I crossed over to the dark side.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It's a BEAUTIFUL day in Michigan! I've got my Garmin charging up right now, then I'm going to head out for a run. ((I sound kinda techy. Am I techy? When did I become techy? I'm not smart enough to be techy.))</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">One problem, if you could call it a problem, that I'm having so far is kind of like over-stimulation, I guess. There are so many things I want to do, want to watch, want to cook, etc...I'm having a hard time spacing things out! I guess this is a nice problem to have.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Oh, and then there's the jet lag. Good god, the jet lag. I've been going to bed at 10 p.m. or earlier, and waking up around 5 or 6. This is not me. Hopefully this just naturally sorts itself out.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, Garmin is all charged -- off for a run!</div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-39532597048138932932011-08-14T07:41:00.001-04:002011-08-14T07:42:46.962-04:00I'm Home.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAd2yYyi5NvJX8_i7wYrQ8rwLkpuSFFxlmc2RcwAUdvkKM0gMeb8q94w6l8dy5M4c39Jv95c5JtSoLwx9X3YgCjYY1RT5jGSpNmHaufEgYU_DPzm1GGRBMLxTZZJSPvXQrxCvx6Clo7dv/s1600/SAM_1202.JPG" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="249" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEAd2yYyi5NvJX8_i7wYrQ8rwLkpuSFFxlmc2RcwAUdvkKM0gMeb8q94w6l8dy5M4c39Jv95c5JtSoLwx9X3YgCjYY1RT5jGSpNmHaufEgYU_DPzm1GGRBMLxTZZJSPvXQrxCvx6Clo7dv/s320/SAM_1202.JPG" width="320" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDM6hFBchwkxyJsOlG7hV-0X9E_4jMPHv_gtd_unSVNfwf5_S7bTY7hflVqVKnJP3W9nt3lOc74W9RD-tGiEP9jLwvJr9XCYQMKcMFimONX9StUrf9GyTu54N-aKf8Kfrk5Zb0c0i06Hu/s1600/SAM_1183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="293" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhDM6hFBchwkxyJsOlG7hV-0X9E_4jMPHv_gtd_unSVNfwf5_S7bTY7hflVqVKnJP3W9nt3lOc74W9RD-tGiEP9jLwvJr9XCYQMKcMFimONX9StUrf9GyTu54N-aKf8Kfrk5Zb0c0i06Hu/s320/SAM_1183.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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My family is wonderful. The dogs are healthy. The lake is beautiful.<br />
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And that's all that matters!<br />
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(I'm going to be putting together some more meaningful posts about my last few weeks in London and what not in the near future. Stay tuned.)Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-29119749372191068862011-08-10T09:36:00.000-04:002011-08-10T09:36:13.883-04:00Thank God for RollingNo, not what you're thinking. I'm not referring to anything that has to do with drug use. Unfortunately. (kidding, mom.)<br />
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I'm talking packing. You know...the rolling technique?<br />
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It works. I can definitely attest to that. I was skeptical of how much room it could save me, and the (prominent) lazy side of me didn't really feel like taking the time to roll every. single. top, pair of jeans, etc.<br />
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Definitely worth it though! The real test will be when I need to squeeze about five days' worth of clothing plus some other odds and ends into that already-almost-stuffed suitcase above. Wish me luck on that one.<br />
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Rolling: making packing easier since, well...I don't know when. At least since 7 p.m. Monday night.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-1192337834007479612011-08-07T18:02:00.002-04:002011-08-07T18:08:53.195-04:00Afternoon Tea and Polka Dots<div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;">This afternoon, my two best girlfriends here in London and I ventured up to Highgate for an afternoon tea. For those who aren't familiar with the English tradition, afternoon tea is generally more than just, well...tea in the afternoon. It generally involves baked goods, and sometimes champagne. Ours ended up being quite casual, but super yummy and enjoyable!</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYstS6rbLlHH1F2uJ9J5oSJ17xh_ErZTaut36YTWlFTBhbdJAdGswAxjJJhWlBOsZG4-6ei68pjlIjrmEEFBy2J6lXxVL7FceEYIDzXulJchFTvWeAVxNuJHr3jpRWZzgWANUdWx-niYa/s1600/hightea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiYstS6rbLlHH1F2uJ9J5oSJ17xh_ErZTaut36YTWlFTBhbdJAdGswAxjJJhWlBOsZG4-6ei68pjlIjrmEEFBy2J6lXxVL7FceEYIDzXulJchFTvWeAVxNuJHr3jpRWZzgWANUdWx-niYa/s320/hightea.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;">We went to an adorable little tearoom called <a data-mce-href="http://www.highteaofhighgate.com/index.html" href="http://www.highteaofhighgate.com/index.html" target="_blank">High Tea of Highgate</a>, which is up in north London, not too far from where my friends both live. First of all, the place is obviously precious. Second, they hand bake all of their baked goods in-store each and every day...so when they're out, they're out. They have interesting things like lavender cake, as well as traditional options such as scones and cupcakes. They also had a vast assortment of different teas -- it was hard to make up my mind!</span></div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVRMKOmW1ZLmjP9pwDNwdlccRMN5fhUsPM8jDPFQ_dS34BIz4ZmPcT_YBymhqO3QIgN1_Y6dBkxrhqJQ3n_6j2CFqF_bU4-coeKncMEuWOF8iKwATNTyl434izIkf1xD8KyyThobIADuT/s1600/tea.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdVRMKOmW1ZLmjP9pwDNwdlccRMN5fhUsPM8jDPFQ_dS34BIz4ZmPcT_YBymhqO3QIgN1_Y6dBkxrhqJQ3n_6j2CFqF_bU4-coeKncMEuWOF8iKwATNTyl434izIkf1xD8KyyThobIADuT/s320/tea.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>I ended up choosing the strawberry and orange tea (which was <i>amazing</i>), along with a mini vanilla cupcake with vanilla buttercream frosting. Buttercream frosting truly is the food of the gods, isn't it? Kate went with the London afternoon blend with a slice of lavender cake, and Paloma had the strawberry and orange tea along with a piece of lemon drizzle spongecake.</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilx5ejwoyb5XDtJ3xA_ZTCibp6a6pubC8IisH1-ga9b72VkhqowkROM2wqWNOAPC18ReSUiiClrvl7gQCIrLUjAIWLq8Yh4merefzVP9NXLPhcJdq54YkrllU68dB33HD-uKL4UmYjYpwk/s1600/tea2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilx5ejwoyb5XDtJ3xA_ZTCibp6a6pubC8IisH1-ga9b72VkhqowkROM2wqWNOAPC18ReSUiiClrvl7gQCIrLUjAIWLq8Yh4merefzVP9NXLPhcJdq54YkrllU68dB33HD-uKL4UmYjYpwk/s200/tea2.jpg" width="116" /></a></div>Everyone loved their choices. The mini cupcake was perfect for me, because I wasn't very hungry at all, and those three bites were the perfect amount to feed my sweet tooth. I'm never one to turn a cupcake down -- they are my favorite! Not to mention, these were homemade and truly amazing. But I still managed to get the same amount of satisfaction out of it that I would have gotten from one that was three times the size. I mean, look at that face -- do I look upset in any way?? ;) And while I absolutely loved that cupcake, the real star of the show was the amazing tea. I'm a tea lover, and that strawberry/orange tea may be the best I've had. It was loose leaf, unsurprisingly...and sweet enough without being overbearing. And did you notice that it's pink?!?</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;">Tomorrow should be interesting. In the morning, I'm going to head over to ULU to have my three copies of my dissertation bound, and then I'll make my way to SPP to <b>turn. them. in.</b> Whoa. It's weird to think that, in a way, this whole year had led up to this point...the turning in of the 'big one.'<br />
</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"></div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;">After I get that taken care of, it's time to commence the packing! I think I have a lot of work to do. I need to get rid of the things I won't be taking home with me (like some books, my toiletries, my sheets/towels/pillows, etc.) and weed through my clothing to see what I <i>do</i> want to take home. I think three days should be enough time to sort through my life in my little room here!</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div data-mce-style="text-align: justify;" style="text-align: justify;">Okay, time for some more LSAT studying. I haven't been as disciplined this weekend as I need to be. For that, I will now be up for the next 3-4 hours doing work. Party animal. </div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-9192458447239960592011-08-06T10:35:00.000-04:002011-08-06T10:35:01.711-04:00Last NightLast night was my last Friday night, and the beginning of my last weekend in London.<br />
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We had an IPAS get together up in Camden.<br />
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I saw lots of friends.<br />
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I cried.<br />
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The end.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-68074011723217212632011-08-01T06:35:00.000-04:002011-08-01T06:35:52.063-04:00Holy August, Batman.I can't believe it's already August...can you?!? August has apparently brought with it some warmer temperatures to London. Today's high is 83 -- I can't remember the last time it was in the 80s here! Wait...it was probably April.<br />
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I'm a little sad today, as today is also the start of the Robinson back home. What is the Robinson, you ask? Well, it's a week-long memorial tournament that takes place at my family's tennis club. Robinson Week has always been one of the biggest weeks of the year for my family. Back when I was younger, four of the five of us were usually playing in it. When I was a teenager, I often worked 80-hour weeks during it. Now that I'm even older, I just like to go and hang out, see people I haven't seen in a while, and watch my mom and brother play. It's not uncommon to have a few cocktails during the night sessions, or to take the dogs up there to wander around. They <i>always</i> love going to the Tennis House, but they especially love it during Robinson Week! Anyways, it's just weird to think that this is the second Robinson in three years that I've missed due to being in London. Prior to this, I think I only missed one when I was younger and went camping with my cousin. I even played in the Robinson before I was born, with my mommy! :P<br />
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But not to fear, rather than eating all kinds of homemade goodies and watching the kids play today, I'm doing something just as fun -- dissertation editing. Ew, I'm totally kidding. I can't even describe how over this paper I am. I've said it before and I'll say it again -- working on my MSc. has shown me that I have <i>no </i>desire to continue on for a Ph.D. I've really enjoyed this year, and the months of research has been fine...but I would not want to do this for <i>years</i>. Good god, no. This is invaluable experience, because in the past, I thought I would possibly go on for a Ph.D. No, no, no...after I turn in this paper in a week, I am done with academic research, at least in this capacity. This is clearly not to say that law school will be a walk in the park, but I think that's the kind of schoolwork that I gravitate towards. I won't miss the hours spent with SPSS and putting together data spreadsheets and coding and all this garbage.<br />
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Speaking of law school, today officially starts Day 1 of LSAT studying. I've already been spending some time going through my books, but I haven't been sticking to any kind of schedule. That changes today...and I need to keep my nose to the grindstone for the next two months so I'm hopefully able to achieve an acceptable score on the test in October!<br />
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Not a fun update from me, I know. Here are a few photos I took on my walk/run over to Regent's Park yesterday. Since moving over close to Russell Square, I haven't been up there...but yesterday was a beautiful day and it just seemed right.<br />
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10 more days! :)Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-8019053070084147722011-07-29T07:14:00.000-04:002011-07-29T07:14:22.990-04:00The Last 2 Weeks...Well, I've reached the "2 Weeks Remaining" mark here in London. It's crazy to think that around this time last year, I was starting to get things ready to move out here. The year has completely flown by!<br />
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I'm sad to say that it's looking like my last two weeks won't be filled with tons of fun moments. Don't get me wrong -- I will make sure to do some of the things I love to do in London, but the amount of work I still have to do for my dissertation feels overwhelming. It didn't help that I had a little mishap with my Macbook last week that left me without it for six days.<br />
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As of right now, I'm standing at about 6,500 words written, out of 10,000. I still have to finish and polish up my introduction, add a bit to my literature review and methodology sections, refine my findings/analysis section, and write my concluding remarks and discussion section. So, those remaining 3,000-3,500 words should pretty much take care of themselves, but I have about a week to get through them. I'm also trying to decide if I want to run a certain type of test on my data to include in my paper...I'm leaning towards no, but I always second guess myself.<br />
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How boring is this? Sorry. I'm just trying to keep in mind that in less than two weeks, my toes will be in the sand! Yes, I fully intend to go to the beach my first day back...if only to take my sandals off and walk into the water. I feel so landlocked, it's not even funny. I've never spent so much time away from the Great Lakes, and it's a weird feeling.<br />
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Another thing to look forward to (besides the overly obvious family, friends, dogs, American food, etc.) -- a HAIRCUT. I feel like a total Shaggy right now, and if I'm being honest, I've needed a haircut since before my family was here. It's remarkable that I could go months and months and months without one when my hair was so long...but at this length, the second it's too long it's just TOO LONG. Thank goodness my madre has already booked me an appointment the day after I get home. :) Priorities, ya know??<br />
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Okay, off to write. If I get enough done, I may just get to do something fun tonight. It remains to be seen if that's likely or not...Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-47186444959589521552011-07-19T06:18:00.000-04:002011-07-19T06:18:37.644-04:00Harry Potter!!It's been brought to my attention that I did not sufficiently cover the one fun aspect of my weekend: going to see Harry Potter! As I <a href="http://hayleyinlondon.blogspot.com/2011/07/change-of-plans.html">alluded</a> to before, Friday was a busy day. This is mostly good, because I got a LOT done -- I worked on my dissertation for a few hours, I made it to the gym (which is an achievement in itself lately), and I did a practice LSAT test. That last one might not sound like much to those of you who may not be well versed in the nuances of the LSAT...but a practice test done correctly will take a good 4 hours out of your day. And it's not fun. And it's tedious. And after doing one, it's not uncommon to want to just flop in your bed and watch re-runs of <i>The Real Housewives of New Jersey</i> all night.<br />
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But luckily, I pulled myself together after all of that and headed up to Tufnell Park to catch up with my favorite girls <a href="http://whereintheworldiskatelyn.blogspot.com/">Kate</a> and Paloma at Kate's <b>adorable</b> new flat. First of all, her flat is amazing. She's going to have a perfect little year there. It made me kind of excited to think about how in about a year, I will be moving again into a new apartment, location yet to be determined. Anyways, we had a nice catch-up chat session, since we hadn't seen each other for a week. Lots happens in a week here, ya know?? Kate provided the sausage dip and chips, and Paloma provided the cookies 'n cream ice cream. Perfect combination? Sure.<br />
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Around 9:45 or so, we headed over to Camden to go see HP! I won't say too much about it, but I LOVED it. I think it was, by far, the best movie of the 8. Definitely a nice ending to the series (though the epilogue was a little creepy/very humorous to us). Of course movies very, very rarely accomplish everything that the book does, and this was no exception...but it was still a well done flick. I liked that there was focus and closure on a lot of the supporting characters (Neville, Luna, Hagrid, etc.) as well as the main ones. Of course my favorite aspect was a glimpse into the amazing character development that J.K. Rowling achieved with Snape, my favorite character.<br />
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Okay, okay, okay...that's enough. Just know that: a) Friday night was a great night with the girls, and b) HP was amazing and you should go see it if you're a fan of the books or movies, or both.<br />
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Now, onto another busy day of the same old, same old. Dissertation, LSAT, gym. Oh life.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-69445036478874115132011-07-18T14:44:00.000-04:002011-07-18T14:44:13.720-04:00Not much of an update, but...I have the best family ever. Seriously. I can't wait to be home.<br />
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In other news, I've gotten about 3600 words done on my dissertation...mostly from the introduction, lit review, and methodology sections. I'm expecting the findings/analysis and conclusions/discussion sections to take up around 4000-5000 words, so I'm well on my way. I have to hold off to write those sections until I choose to close my survey and analyze my findings, which won't take long.<br />
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Now my next focus is getting serious again about my LSAT studying. It's crazy to think the test is only a little over two months away!<br />
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But rest assured -- I've been a busy little bee here in London. Not much time for fun stuff! It'll be worth it in the end though. :)Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-3966855439597276332011-07-15T09:41:00.000-04:002011-07-15T09:41:09.724-04:00Change of PlansI'm super busy today so I'll just be short and straight to the point -- instead of flying back home to Michigan on 22 August, I am now leaving on 11 August! There are a few different reasons, but those are unimportant. I will say though that I am thrilled to be going home soon. I don't think it's necessary to reemphasize how much I do love London...but just in case: I LOVE LONDON! I think I'm just ready to be home. It's bizarre for me to think about the fact that I haven't seen my dad (or my dogs...CRY) for 6 months now, and by the time I do see them it will have been 7! It's only 11 days sooner than my original flight, but that's 11 days more of Michigan summer, <a href="http://hayleyinlondon.blogspot.com/2010/07/boat-day.html">boating</a>, <a href="http://hayleyinlondon.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-on-beach.html">the beach</a>, and rooftop wine and sweet potato chips at the <a href="http://vintagetavern.net/">Vintage</a>. It will also allow me to be home for my sister's birthday on the 18th, which I'm very happy about. Oh, and let's not forget the Britney & Nicki <a href="http://www.britneyspears.com/femme-fatale-tour/index.aspx">concert</a> IN GRAND RAPIDS on the 17th! Somehow, I blanked out on the fact that it was going to be at Van Andel...I just assumed it was going to be in Detroit. So yes, that's a must-see. Van Andel is such a great venue for concerts because it's small -- Kel and I (and a couple of her friends) saw John Mayer there the winter before last. Amazing.<div><br />
</div><div>I've got lots of good stuff to look forward to, and I'm a happy girl. But now the next four weeks (well, now it's <i>less than four weeks!</i>) are going to be super crazy. I'm now looking to finish up my dissertation in three weeks, and I'm also trying to stay on a somewhat regular LSAT studying schedule. I'm in a pretty decent position regarding my dissertation -- I have about 2,000 solid words done (out of 10,000). About half of the paper can't be done until I close my survey and analyze the findings. Once I do that, I can type up the findings section, as well as the conclusions and discussion sections. Right now, I'm mainly focusing on the literature review and methodology parts of the paper. On top of all that, I have lots of fun to have with my friends before I leave. It's going to be a quick and wild four weeks, I'm sure. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Okay, that is all the updating I have time for. I am now off to the gym, and after that is more dissertation work. Later on, Kate, Paloma, and I are getting together for drinks and food before going to see Harry Potter in Camden. Yay! </div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-76752424063275904372011-07-11T09:02:00.001-04:002011-07-11T09:04:03.504-04:00SurveyHi guys!<br />
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So, as I wrote about in my last post, I finally have my survey up and running for my research for my dissertation. It's going to remain active until the end of this month. It's very quick and painless -- it takes less than 5 minutes to complete and the questions are mainly demographic in nature, with a few simple opinion ones at the end.<br />
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Obviously, the more people that take my survey, the better. It makes my research more well-rounded, as does having people of all different backgrounds take it. SO, that brings me to my point.<br />
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If you are interested in taking the survey, please just follow the simple directions below. Choose the correct survey to take based on the first letter of your LAST NAME. Complete the appropriate survey once.<br />
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So go and take my survey. :) If you have any troubles or questions, please don't hesitate to contact me.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-47255127898859422632011-07-06T17:06:00.002-04:002011-07-06T17:07:35.488-04:00The end of June and July, thus far...Yet again, I find myself having to apologize for my absence the past few (er...nine) days. I'm sure you all understand -- I'm busy with my dissertation and living it up in London since my time here is winding down!<br />
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</div><div>Since I last wrote, a few things have happened. </div><div><br />
</div><div>There was a going away party/drinks gathering combination event for a couple of my friends -- one who recently moved back to Ireland, and one who is old (but fun!). I'm just kidding...he's only a couple of years older than me. The gathering took place at Proud Camden, which is where we had our <a href="http://hayleyinlondon.blogspot.com/2011/02/february-is-in-full-swing.html">Valentine's Day event</a> back in February. You know, the place that used to consist of horse stables that is now converted into a pretty cool bar?</div><div><br />
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</div><div>So that was a good night. I initially planned on just going to say hi to everyone, and not drinking, since I had a ton of work to do. Weeelllllll, that didn't work out as planned, and I drank far too much wine with my handsome friend Dylan (in the first photo above). It was a lot of fun though, and needed.</div><div><br />
</div><div>The next night, a few of my friends and I had a little nighttime picnic-ish in Hyde Park to listen to the Arcade Fire concert. Mumford & Sons opened, so I was pretty excited about that. We stayed in the park for a few hours, since it was such a nice night. Eventually, we did get kind of cold and found our ways back home.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Then, on Friday, it was Canada Day! I have a few good Canadian buddies here, and they were pretty excited to celebrate the anniversary of their country's independence. Who am I to deny them that? The main festivities were held in Trafalgar Square, so that's where we headed first.</div><div><br />
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There were vast amounts of poutine, beaver tails, curly fries, and Molson to go around. Canada was certainly well represented on that day.<br />
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Somewhere along our journey, we came across this sign, which Dylan and I loved and giggled over for a minute.<br />
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</div><div>Oh, if only. I eventually separated with Dylan and Charlotte and met up with a few of my other friends later on that evening, which resulted in a late pub night with lots of good conversation, bad singing, and cheap beer. In other words...the best kind of night possible.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Since I had a pretty social Wednesday-Friday, I took it relatively easy on Saturday and Sunday, and tried to focus on getting some work done for my dissertation. I did manage to spend some time with a friend on Saturday, so as not to go completely dissertation crazy. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Finally, this week has been all business so far. I have been super focused (for me, at least) on all the 'not always fun' kind of things: my dissertation, working out, and my future. Right...so, not always fun. However, these past three days have been pretty productive -- I've finally got my official survey up and running for my research, I've been doing a bit of LSAT studying and now have two of my 'bibles' on the way to me here (thanks, madre!), and I feel like I'm making some genuine progress on figuring out my plan for what I'm going to do when I return home in a couple of months. Wow, not even a couple of months...time is flying. Sidenote: I did get together with a friend for a while on Monday to celebrate the Fourth of July. I must say, it's not nearly as much fun here. We joked that we wanted to put on bikinis and drink a lot of booze to make us feel more like we were back home. We still had a good time though.</div><div><br />
</div><div>In other news, I'm sure you've heard or read or seen that Casey Anthony was acquitted on murder, child abuse, and aggravated manslaughter charges yesterday. I can't begin to describe how sick it made me feel to hear the court clerk announce the jury's decisions. I've pretty extensively watched and covered this trial from day one. I didn't know much about it before going in, which was actually ideal as it made me objective to all the internet rumors and miscellaneous evidence that the state chose not to present. I truly felt that the prosecution did an adequate job of proving her guilt in the death of her daughter. I thought the jury would come back with a verdict of guilty on felony murder, though not necessarily murder in the first degree. However, they also had the options of lesser charges second and third degree murder, as well as manslaughter...but did not feel she was guilty. My mind was <i>blown</i>. I have no doubt in my mind nor heart that Casey killed her poor little girl, whether or not she planned in. It just breaks my heart that she will now be getting what she wanted all along -- her 'bella vita' (meaning 'beautiful life', which is the tattoo she got while Caylee was "missing", though according to Casey's story, this would have been while she was grieving the accidental drowning death). She'll be free to do all the partying she wants to now...just like she originally wanted. And on top of all that, she'll be making bank with the book, movie, and television deals she'll be getting. The thing that makes me sickest is the thought that she may decide to start a family again someday. ARGH -- the thought makes me violently mad, to be honest.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Okay, sorry for that tangent...I have a lot of anger reserved for Casey Anthony, and truthfully I'm still a bit in shock that she will likely be walking out of the courthouse tomorrow after her sentencing a free woman (due to time already served). Sickening.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I probably should have saved some kind of good, light news to end on, huh? Umm...we're more than halfway to the weekend? Right. That is good news. I'm looking forward to spending some time with my friends this weekend, after a couple more days of hard work tomorrow and Friday. </div><div><br />
</div><div>Ah, I have an idea for a good ending. My sister sent me these beautiful photos of our dogs from her Fourth of July gathering. How sweet are they??</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The beautiful old girl...Casey</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Happy 4th of July from Zo!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All tuckered out after a day of play...</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, I feel better. That's a good note to end on. Until next time! :)</div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-75223511094093622582011-06-27T14:00:00.001-04:002011-06-27T14:16:10.616-04:00The family takes LondonMy family left early yesterday morning after a wonderful 8-day vacation here in London. We did a lot of fun things, but most of all it was just amazing to be able to spend time with them. I'll let the photos do most of the talking.<br />
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They arrived early Friday morning. After making our way into Central from Heathrow and doing a few odds and ends type things, we made our way straight to the pub.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It was Pimm's o'clock...almost all week.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">B was a huge fan of the fish 'n chips. I think he ended up having 5 rounds over 8 days.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Later that night, we went back to flat and my mom surprised me with a package from my Aunt Martha...3 boxes of funfetti cake!! Of <i>course </i>I made one (or two) that night.<br />
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On Saturday, we went to Borough Market for lunch and did a lot of wandering around town to see the main sights.<br />
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On Sunday, we took a trip over to Greenwich via riverboat. We saw the Royal Navy College, the Queen's House, Greenwich Park, the Royal Observatory, and wandered around the market where a few purchases were made. I won't lie...they involved a vanilla raspberry jam cupcake and a piece of lemon cake. My sister and I have a similar love of sweets.<br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Later that night, we did a night bus tour so everyone could see London by night in an efficient manner!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBPCENzLcUd-KXO41WxDVNptxmQ2FMFZRf1tirJsT1e_qMNReVkiYLENaFocfZ4yzbUyBBKFMyoRW9L3cfJJ4neXY577he-wg8jM5xyEcTzjkKfDJcya_kQSRNY4VEpGgrqD3fKQeAhnN/s1600/270312_10100784218731239_6854142_67026606_6412548_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiJBPCENzLcUd-KXO41WxDVNptxmQ2FMFZRf1tirJsT1e_qMNReVkiYLENaFocfZ4yzbUyBBKFMyoRW9L3cfJJ4neXY577he-wg8jM5xyEcTzjkKfDJcya_kQSRNY4VEpGgrqD3fKQeAhnN/s320/270312_10100784218731239_6854142_67026606_6412548_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>We then woke up at about 5:30 a.m. Monday morning to go to Wimbledon! We had a few grounds passes for the day, but needed to get in the queue to pick up a couple more.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">While we waited for this to get moving.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">K and I watching the Mardy Fish match.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tommy Haas.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>On Tuesday, Kellen left for a short trip to Edinburgh, and I took Mom, Brett, and Julie to the Tower of London.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On Wednesday, Mom and Julie went to the British Museum while it rained in the morning. After that, Brett and I met them down around St. Paul's. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I made good use of my time...shopping.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>After that, mom and B needed to experience the best London chips. They weren't disappointed.<br />
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</div><div>Thursday was the Kings of Leon concert in Hyde park with K and B.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_v0I-iK9EZW7jEHSI11Pc3g7PYph4t6_T2roFQRtmwV9F2QcpJuxPnJHGM3v63eRP-Mmqal9n1Yp2L3M5juDZ7LTRq6bmaCvXWGm74LDP3PAlOuvUrhhaebo7UkQN63eT0bAlqvP0-uLO/s1600/SAM_0854.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_v0I-iK9EZW7jEHSI11Pc3g7PYph4t6_T2roFQRtmwV9F2QcpJuxPnJHGM3v63eRP-Mmqal9n1Yp2L3M5juDZ7LTRq6bmaCvXWGm74LDP3PAlOuvUrhhaebo7UkQN63eT0bAlqvP0-uLO/s320/SAM_0854.JPG" width="268" /></a></div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">On Friday, the family went to Westminster Abbey and the War Rooms museum, while I stayed behind to get a few things done and go for a run. We met up for lunch at Lupita after, and of course K and I had to end on a sweet note with ice cream cones. :)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="font-size: 11px; padding-top: 4px; text-align: center;">That would be St. Martin in the Fields in the background, but naturally mom chose to focus on what was really important: the cones.</td></tr>
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That night was a chill one. Well...for most of us. I made some homemade pizzas for dinner, which were enjoyed with salad and wine. The girls decided to stay in, which led to us watching (and falling in love with) the British reality show 'Made in Chelsea'. Holy amazing...watch it. Brett ended up going out with my friend Ed, and didn't make his way back to the flat until 4:30 a.m...the sun was already up! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Finally, on the last day of their trip, we decided to wander over to Notting Hill for most of the day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68n5V0akuccYHyxpfgnpndv_1rWkEKBg67jo7kGesjPHOXROyrCHzbAjNoq11-ZxvnA50aJ-Jd6Tc8yQRSXKpDnBWM2sgMw_u4eq8AyL2S2GBauLlw4aFNINr2q0g_OIuR7ubbY5qAxFd/s1600/SAM_0939.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="221" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh68n5V0akuccYHyxpfgnpndv_1rWkEKBg67jo7kGesjPHOXROyrCHzbAjNoq11-ZxvnA50aJ-Jd6Tc8yQRSXKpDnBWM2sgMw_u4eq8AyL2S2GBauLlw4aFNINr2q0g_OIuR7ubbY5qAxFd/s320/SAM_0939.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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After perusing Portobello Market for a while, we headed over to Hyde Park and the Kensington Palace gardens.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">After that, we appeased K's intense craving for Wagamama, and then went back to the flat to get packing. Later that night, we spent a last little bit at the pub, and Brett was able to have his last round of fish 'n chips. I told you, the boy was obsessed. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I wish I could say that I've been super productive for the past two days, but I haven't. I'm sitting in my new room with an unpacked suitcase and several full bags of odds and ends scattered around me. I also have my last dissertation supervision meeting on Friday, and I haven't made much progress on that. It's definitely time for me to get my head back in the game -- I've got 9 weeks left here and so much to do! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I feel very torn. I know that when the 9 weeks are up, it's going to be hard to leave London and my friends behind so I want it to go by slowly. At the same time, part of me wants the time to pass quickly, because I'm feeling very eager to get home to my family, friends, and dogs. So, I'm finding it difficult to reconcile my different feelings about the situation.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, enough deep thoughts for now. I'm off to the gym to attempt to work off some of the chips, funfetti, pizza, and Pimm's that I consumed last week. </div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-81703314299356429302011-06-22T06:54:00.000-04:002011-06-22T06:54:11.908-04:00Sorry for my absence......but I have been <i>so </i>busy with my family! We've been having a great time so far -- we've been to Greenwich, Wimbledon, and have done lots of sight-seeing (St. Paul's, British Museum, Tower of London, Parliament, Big Ben, Westminster, Buckingham Palace). We've had fish 'n chips, a Sunday roast, and have had lots of Pimm's. We've experienced true London weather -- sunny and warm one second, and rainy and windy the next.<br />
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We still have four full days together. Tomorrow is the Kings of Leon concert that Kellen, Brett, and I are going to in Hyde Park. Mom and Julie are going to do a Windsor/Stonehenge/Bath day tour. Friday and Saturday will be spent doing whatever we fancy! :)<br />
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I'll update with photos and much more when I have some time, most likely after everyone is back on their way to the States.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-3173509663277057942011-06-16T18:50:00.000-04:002011-06-16T18:50:46.075-04:00My Family Lands in Less Than 12 Hours!The next 9 days will be amazing...I can't wait to see them!<br />
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I just have that dissertation meeting to get through tomorrow morning, then I'm off to Heathrow to greet them. I'll try and update a couple of times throughout the week. :)Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-4736719709810750842011-06-14T16:34:00.000-04:002011-06-14T16:34:21.234-04:00A Sunny, Sunny Day: in photo.I know you're shocked, just shocked!, to discover that I managed to avoid doing much dissertation work again this afternoon by heading over to the park to frolic and read and take photos.<br />
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I love London in the summertime. I'm lucky to be able to experience my second one.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-52319638781286711492011-06-13T15:28:00.005-04:002011-06-13T15:34:47.480-04:00Today's Inspirational Tidbit and a Life Update.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1IWCHlxRkcyYkCKKsEMiKVWf3iimOL-37blTAadorr_GQ6_AdRC6g1co6NRtUG6s4NDe7fAap7sJOPbjagNZ5G6NM5VwD96nwLTS7S_ukTECFdSoBQ8fIcoCn8LuM4HYyz4X-0VrOhfz/s1600/tumblr_ll7gryOffm1qf34kpo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT1IWCHlxRkcyYkCKKsEMiKVWf3iimOL-37blTAadorr_GQ6_AdRC6g1co6NRtUG6s4NDe7fAap7sJOPbjagNZ5G6NM5VwD96nwLTS7S_ukTECFdSoBQ8fIcoCn8LuM4HYyz4X-0VrOhfz/s320/tumblr_ll7gryOffm1qf34kpo1_1280.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I love that quote. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Today, my 'can'ts' have mainly consisted of: I can't find the motivation to do this dissertation work, I can't figure out which survey model I'm going to use for said dissertation that I can't find the motivation for, I can't stop watching bad reality television and old seasons of 'The Wire' in an effort to avoid working on said unmotivated dissertation work...and the like. You get the picture.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">My next meeting is on Friday morning, bright and early. By that time, I really need to be able to walk into Alex's office with a solid first draft of the survey that I plan to use to gather data for my project. In reality, I do have the majority of the questions that I'm going to ask planned out. The next step is to get these questions formulated into an online survey. To do so, I plan on using my school's survey mechanism, but I didn't realize until today that I had to apply to be able to use it! So, that's on hold until I receive confirmation and a password -- hopefully in the next couple of days, yikes. I also need to work on compiling a basic webpage that I need to use to help prime my survey respondents while they are completing the questions. Those are my two main tasks for the next few days.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Oh, but wait -- there's more. MY FAMILY GETS HERE ON FRIDAY MORNING!! That sentence warranted some serious Kanye-capitalizing because it's so major. I'm ecstatic and I can't wait to see them. It has definitely put a little more hop in my step! It's been six months since I last saw them -- that's (by far) the longest I've ever gone without seeing them. Prior to this, the longest was the three months between moving here and going home for Christmas. To say that we're a close family would be an understatement. My sister and brother are my best friends, and I have the best parents anyone could ever ask for. Kellen was obviously here back in November for a couple of weeks, so she's practically a Londoner. ;) But this will be the first time in London (and Europe, in general) for my madre, Brett, and Julie (our dear family friend). I'm so excited to show off my lovely city to them. Wimbledon will be attended, much beer and Pimm's will be had, fish 'n chips will be eaten. In short, it's going to be amazing. The only downside to this trip is that my dad is unable to come...unable meaning there isn't a strong enough drug for him to take to be able to make it through the eight hour flight. Understandable. Flying doesn't bother me, but I totally sympathize for those who dislike it. ((So it's okay daddio -- I love you and will be seeing you in two and a half months!))</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I know -- dissertation meeting, a move, AND the arrival of my family! It's going to be a hectic day, that's for certain. My basic plan is to get my meeting done and out of the way early (9:00 a.m., check), head to Heathrow, get the fam-damily situated in their Covent Garden flat, head out for lunch and a walking tour (I know, I'm a nerd), enlist the help of my brother to move me out of my little room, and then head to a pub for dinner and some drinks. Perfect, perfect. After that, depending on how tired and jet-lagged everyone will (might?) be, maybe we'll do a little night on the town. Hey, when you only have eight days in the best city in the world, you need to make the most of it! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I'm sure you all understand how it's difficult for me to focus on the tasks at hand when such awesomesauce things are on the horizon! I'm already thinking of things I can do to get out and enjoy the sunny, 70+ degree weather tomorrow...I'm thinking a park day with my new book (and I'll most likely bring along the monster LSAT prep book for good measure). </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Speaking of awesomesauce, look what I found at M&S today:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkIgAAyAjDuQI1EVvwMvpgCt-F0TGuja386iYOQdA3mJY6uPpwsdHElxnWuBAGcO_r86ix7sn7r5XNWbVPOn_NTskW7fNxKNoYwNNTpJRBo-_B29UsRxPSOsLABzyKS5wzyqydcMTKORP/s1600/SAM_0516.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkIgAAyAjDuQI1EVvwMvpgCt-F0TGuja386iYOQdA3mJY6uPpwsdHElxnWuBAGcO_r86ix7sn7r5XNWbVPOn_NTskW7fNxKNoYwNNTpJRBo-_B29UsRxPSOsLABzyKS5wzyqydcMTKORP/s320/SAM_0516.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Awww yeah. Chocolate covered pretzels are one of my most favorite things in the world. These babies were new at M&S and you better believe I grabbed them the second I saw them. Once home, they went straight into the fridge to chill for a cool few hours. My tummy was so happy. I would like to note, however, that my original intention going into M&S was to pick up fruit. Judge away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay, Hayley out. I really should try and get some work done tonight...in between episodes of 'The Real Housewives of New Jersey', of course. </div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-36119214673473404802011-06-09T10:45:00.000-04:002011-06-09T10:45:36.047-04:00And She Shall Go To The Ball.Last night was the much-anticipated SPP end of the year ball -- officially dubbed 'A Night at Monte Carlo' due to the blackjack tables that were present. It was held at <a href="http://www.opal-bar.co.uk/">Opal</a>, a kind of swanky little place down on Embankment. There were 150+ people, and I think a fun time was had by all.<br />
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Kate and I started out the day by hanging out at her flat and catching up...so needed. She left for a two week vacation back in Texas early this morning, so we needed some quality time before then! A couple of hours later, Paloma and Harry joined, and we had a grand little time being ridiculous: singing, dancing, eating, drinking, playing games, and finally getting dressed and leaving.<br />
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Apples To Apples -- umm, we'll just say it's a fun game. :)<br />
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In the middle of our little dance party.<br />
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Not sure why we thought this was a good idea but this picture shows pure happiness. I love my Palomy!<br />
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She was my date for the night. :)<br />
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Keeping it super classy with the huge honking carrots dipped in hummus. And peanuts. And vodka.<br />
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Love, love, love my girls. These are two of the main reasons I will miss London so much.<br />
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Prom photos!<br />
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About to embark on a booze-filled tube ride. Looking back, this was probably unnecessary.<br />
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At the actual event.<br />
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Overall, I think the event was really nice. It was well-planned (good job, Char!) and I think enjoyed by most, if not all. I, for one, am more than happy to have an excuse to throw on some five inch leopard print pumps, a pretty dress, and red lipstick!<br />
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This morning...was a tad rough. I may or may not have stayed in bed until 1:00 p.m. ((You <i>know</i> that means I did.)) Thankfully, I'm feeling much, much better now, and finally feel like I can start being somewhat productive, albeit from my bed. On this evening's agenda is more LSAT studying and possibly a trip to the gym. Rad.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-63392473442172839302011-06-05T10:03:00.002-04:002011-06-05T10:04:35.542-04:00It Has Begun.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8yvcXFKT5DmVEtj-epONbbnVFsgoVdq5H44DZ_nhIVhP0GGODO39aB8tR1CiqLKs-_laNJEHTS9lxUvJw9LkCWbJLpbQVgcs3lgt6cCnHssWOI9QR6ygujm1shJyxsHKPdC0E8JW23lhN/s1600/SAM_0382.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8yvcXFKT5DmVEtj-epONbbnVFsgoVdq5H44DZ_nhIVhP0GGODO39aB8tR1CiqLKs-_laNJEHTS9lxUvJw9LkCWbJLpbQVgcs3lgt6cCnHssWOI9QR6ygujm1shJyxsHKPdC0E8JW23lhN/s320/SAM_0382.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
LSAT studying, that is.<br />
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Never fear: since the test is still months away, I'm just working on some preliminary things. Nothing too strenuous that will keep me from doing much more important things, like park wandering and outdoor day drinking.<br />
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I don't think that working on my dissertation, studying for the LSAT, and the above mentioned summer activities will be enough to keep me occupied and happy this summer, however. After discussing it with one of my friends, he suggested I should look into volunteering. Perfect idea. Ever since I made the decision to definitely apply for law school for next fall, I had the idea that I would go home and split my time between a part time job and volunteering (hopefully at the Humane Society or some type of rescue organization). So, I've started looking into various animal charities and homes in London that I could work with. Sadly, most of them require a time commitment of 3-6+ months, but I've been communicating with one organization in particular that seems to be willing to work with my time constraints. Being able to walk and play with dogs a few times a week sounds more than perfect for me. :)<br />
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Cross your fingers that that ends up working out for me. If it doesn't, I'll still be on the hunt for something meaningful to do with some of my time. Now I'm off to enjoy the rest of the French Open Men's final! I'd love to see Federer win, but I'm definitely a fan of Nadal as well. Can't go wrong here.Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-10733811613656216672011-06-02T14:11:00.003-04:002011-06-02T14:14:53.768-04:00It Has Been Brought To My Attention......that I did not sufficiently (publicly) wish my amazing sister a happy birthday on her special day a week ago.<br />
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Oops. As you know, I was super busy.<br />
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However, that is no excuse to treat my little sister.<br />
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Happy 10th birthday (or...70th?), Casey Lou! She's quite honestly the best dog a human could ever ask for...so gentle, loyal, and she'll for sure throw down a couple large pizzas with you.<br />
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And Casey, though I may not have been able to get around to posting your very own photo montage on your exact day of birth like I <a href="http://hayleyinlondon.blogspot.com/2011/02/zoey-is-4.html">did</a> for Zo, please remember that we've also never subjected you to this type of torture and embarrassment.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">(And yes - that is an entire case of Lambrusco that your little eye spies. That's how my family do at Christmastime...or any other time for that matter.)</div>Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-32928735839763429142011-06-01T10:28:00.004-04:002011-06-01T13:06:23.405-04:00It's National Running Day!http://www.runningday.org/site/<br />
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So get out there and get some miles in! I know I will be later, as soon as this hangover fog and exhaustion finally lifts. :)Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4708987746588281316.post-59545952556945244752011-06-01T09:58:00.001-04:002011-06-01T10:04:10.535-04:00Thank The Heavens Above.I'm ALL done with final exams for my course. The past couple of months have been completely crazy and flown by, but at the same time it felt like it took a long time to reach this day. Regardless, my focus is now set on working on my dissertation, continuing to work on my running, and to have an amazing London summer. It'll be hard to beat a good old Michigan summer filled with beach days, boating, swimming in the lake, running with my dogs, and Tigers games; but I feel confident that my London summer will be one of the best yet. How can it not be? I'm in the best city and I have wonderful people around me. :)<br />
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Yesterday after our exam was finished at 1:00, we all headed to a pub near Liverpool Street and started an extremely long day of drinking that involved tequila shots, many bottles of wine, cider, and drinking games. Oy. It was tons of fun though -- everyone was in a great mood since we were all so relieved to be done.<br />
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On a less positive note (at least in the eyes of my poor parents who read this), I may or may not be becoming addicted to the amazing sleep that I am able to get after drinking inordinate amounts of alcohol. And by 'may or may not', I mean that I definitely am. I'll keep ya updated.<br />
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Next on my agenda is a meeting with my dissertation supervisor on Friday that I am entirely unprepared for. So, the next two days will be spent trying to come up with some meaningful things to present to him so that he hopefully doesn't think that I am a completely worthless tutee that isn't worthy of his time. Working on that...Hayleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00586343632692004027noreply@blogger.com0