Welp, just like that, my last first week of school is over.
Firstly, I would like to clear up some stuff I posted in my last blog. While I re-read it and it sounds as though I was mad, I was actually amused by the middle of the night event that occurred. Sara, Virginia and I have laughed and joked about it numerous times and it really was pretty funny. We still bring it up and tease one another (her included). The 'hippie' comment is also not to be taken in a bad way, nor was it meant as such. I absolutely love my two roommates. Their overall presence makes everyone happy and the energy and overall outlook on life that they have is one to be admired. I may not have [in the last blog] talked much about their personalities, but I am taking the time now to let everyone know how happy I am that we are living together. I can honestly say our paths would not have crossed prior to my trip abroad and the overall outlook I had on being open to new things. I am so glad I have changed in that sense. While it may seem as though I am saying all of this in response to a comment left on the previous blog, I really was planning on explaining to my blog followers how much I do love these girls, 'hippie' or not!
Now while that is out of the way, I will just finish by saying this year is absolutely going to fly by. I can already tell that this will all be over far too soon. I hated leaving home, but now I am starting [yeah, already] to realize that this is it. I won't be back here. There is a very limited amount of people here that I will see after graduation, especially if I move back home. That is sad. I am not really a fan. So all I can really do in the mean time is enjoy it to the fullest. And truly follow through with that. Wish me luck. I tend to talk myself out of partaking in normal college activities.
Volleyball has started. 2-a-days are over. I was sore for about 3 days, and now my body is going through its annual volleyball beginning of the season injuries.Our first legit match is this Friday. I will let everyone know how that goes.
Classes wont be toooo difficult this semester, I have two that will require a lot of work, but that is to be expected as a senior I believe.
I have been here for about 2 weeks and I Finally got my room all set up and decorated [I am such a girl], but I feel pretty good about getting everything up on the walls; it will still take me a bit to unpack all of my boxes that were in storage, but I will get around to them! This blog entry is kind of annoying to me since I have nothing of substance to really say right now. Nothing incredibly embarrassing, terrible, funny or amazing has happened yet....
Sorry!
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Sunday, August 21, 2011
I had to. Gooodnightt. Sweetdreams.
I am unsure if this is my only post that I will blog while being at Guilford, as I don't fully intend on getting this thing going again, but this HAD to be told somewhere publicly, and Facebook was not appropriate.
I moved back to Guilford this week. Bittersweet. More bitter than sweet however. I am missing my Grandparents 50th anniversary/family reunion/see everyone that has known me since birth - festivities taking place as I am typing this. AWESOME. It was weird enough to come back to the states after Ireland, but multiply that by 2 at least returning to Guilford. It hasn't been all bad. The group of girls on the volleyball team this year will be fun. One of the Freshmen really looks up to me and has told me numerous times I have already made her decision to play for Guilford that much better, and she wishes I had been here for her recruiting trip. And she is really fun-So that will be good.
Anyways, the reason for blogging at 4am.
I am living in Hodgins this year. It is an apartment complex [kinda] on campus behind our football field. My friends/roommates, Shelby and Brittany, from years past decided to live off campus this year, and with my scholarships not allowing me the option of doing so, I had to find new people to live with, last second. Well being in Ireland, that proved to be difficult. Eventually I was connected with these 2 girls, kind of hippie. But seemed cool. I figured 'hey I moved to Ireland all alone and made amazing friends [after moving from the nasty orange house] why can't I do it again, should be good for me'
Well, in between today's 2 practices I finally met my roommates. They seemed really cool. The one girl, Virginia, had her parents here helping her move in. Naturally I start to miss my own. Awesome. The other girl Sara (sar-uh) and Virginia are best friends. Expected.
They invite me to go out and drink with them tonight. Not interested. I blew them off for Mary and Whit from the volleyball team to go find more adult activities to partake in ie. the bounce house obstacle course set up for all of the freshmen! Oh yeah, we did go over there! Such a bust, so we just hung out, but were all so exhausted we were back to our apts by 10pm, asleep by 11 for me.
I was awakened (awoke?)...woke up at 3:40am by the creak of my door. Now- you would think that after being so trusting in Ireland and leaving my doors unlocked only to have the roommates barge in drunk at like 4am would have taught me NOT to do that, right? Wrong. I see the naked outline of Sara (sar-uh). She turns the light on, recognizes it is not her room and goes to close the door. She didn't make it all the way, makes a noise and squats right in my doorway/kitchen. I hear water running. I yelled out her name.
'SARA!'
'Oh hi Taylor!' (in the sweetest most innocent (not on purpose or in a mocking way))
'um you are peeing on my floor'
'oh. I really had to gooo.'
'well clean it up I guess' (stupidly thinking it is just on the tile at that point- no need to argue with a drunk girl)
'goodnight. Sweet dreaaaammms'
She grabbed a paper towel and wiped it up. I got up to check (naturally) and she did not just get it on the tile. She did not clean it up- and she was NOT wearing any clothes, nor did she sound sorry.
I guess that is my welcome back to Guilford the 'Hippie way'.
I emailed her the 'Taylor way' and told her I am not trying to be the bad guy, but she will be getting carpet cleaner tomorrow and cleaning that up.
I miss you all...so much. I hope the 'Arnold's Adventure' was everything we all looked forward to, and then some!
Happy 50th Anniversary Jeep Grandma and Grandpa!
Goodnightttt. Sweeetdreams.
I moved back to Guilford this week. Bittersweet. More bitter than sweet however. I am missing my Grandparents 50th anniversary/family reunion/see everyone that has known me since birth - festivities taking place as I am typing this. AWESOME. It was weird enough to come back to the states after Ireland, but multiply that by 2 at least returning to Guilford. It hasn't been all bad. The group of girls on the volleyball team this year will be fun. One of the Freshmen really looks up to me and has told me numerous times I have already made her decision to play for Guilford that much better, and she wishes I had been here for her recruiting trip. And she is really fun-So that will be good.
Anyways, the reason for blogging at 4am.
I am living in Hodgins this year. It is an apartment complex [kinda] on campus behind our football field. My friends/roommates, Shelby and Brittany, from years past decided to live off campus this year, and with my scholarships not allowing me the option of doing so, I had to find new people to live with, last second. Well being in Ireland, that proved to be difficult. Eventually I was connected with these 2 girls, kind of hippie. But seemed cool. I figured 'hey I moved to Ireland all alone and made amazing friends [after moving from the nasty orange house] why can't I do it again, should be good for me'
Well, in between today's 2 practices I finally met my roommates. They seemed really cool. The one girl, Virginia, had her parents here helping her move in. Naturally I start to miss my own. Awesome. The other girl Sara (sar-uh) and Virginia are best friends. Expected.
They invite me to go out and drink with them tonight. Not interested. I blew them off for Mary and Whit from the volleyball team to go find more adult activities to partake in ie. the bounce house obstacle course set up for all of the freshmen! Oh yeah, we did go over there! Such a bust, so we just hung out, but were all so exhausted we were back to our apts by 10pm, asleep by 11 for me.
I was awakened (awoke?)...woke up at 3:40am by the creak of my door. Now- you would think that after being so trusting in Ireland and leaving my doors unlocked only to have the roommates barge in drunk at like 4am would have taught me NOT to do that, right? Wrong. I see the naked outline of Sara (sar-uh). She turns the light on, recognizes it is not her room and goes to close the door. She didn't make it all the way, makes a noise and squats right in my doorway/kitchen. I hear water running. I yelled out her name.
'SARA!'
'Oh hi Taylor!' (in the sweetest most innocent (not on purpose or in a mocking way))
'um you are peeing on my floor'
'oh. I really had to gooo.'
'well clean it up I guess' (stupidly thinking it is just on the tile at that point- no need to argue with a drunk girl)
'goodnight. Sweet dreaaaammms'
She grabbed a paper towel and wiped it up. I got up to check (naturally) and she did not just get it on the tile. She did not clean it up- and she was NOT wearing any clothes, nor did she sound sorry.
I guess that is my welcome back to Guilford the 'Hippie way'.
I emailed her the 'Taylor way' and told her I am not trying to be the bad guy, but she will be getting carpet cleaner tomorrow and cleaning that up.
I miss you all...so much. I hope the 'Arnold's Adventure' was everything we all looked forward to, and then some!
Happy 50th Anniversary Jeep Grandma and Grandpa!
Goodnightttt. Sweeetdreams.
Monday, May 16, 2011
Another 'that girl' entry
Sorry for the Typos- I am trying to write quickly, and need to study, and with finals, the computer is superrr slowwww, so i will edit/re-read later!!
Alright, I am aware that I have not blogged about my spring break in Cinque Terre, or the following weeks to this time, but I still am not going to... no time. Ask me about it when I am home.
But I WILL blog about the past week.
Jessica Waldron/Morton came to visit me. She sent me her itenerary about a month ago, and said she was leaving on the 9th of May to come see me!
I had finals on the 29th, 5th, a paper due the 6th, final on the 10th and 16th. So I thought perfect.
The 9th rolled around and I set my alarm for 6am to get ready/study/to the airport by 11 to pick her beautiful self up. I got there, and was two hours eary, the bus wasn't timed right, but I did not want her to be alone in Ireland, so It didnt bother me, and I was able to study while sitting there.
Well, turns out she left on the 9th and did not get here til the 10, which totally makes sense, I just check the time of arrival and assumed it was the 9th, paying no mind to the date written beside it. So I spent 30Euro getting to and from the airport for no reason. The following day I took a different bus to the airport so that I was not there two hours early since my test was in a few hours after her arrival. Spent 30Euro AGAIN to pick her up, and I was late. She had been standing there forever waiting nervously. They lost her bags in San Francisco also. FAIL.
So I literally got off the bus. Found her. Waited for the same bus to open his doors back up. Was not thrilled about that.
We got to school and I had a lot of studying to do before my 4pm final that was really stressing me out. So Jess went with Steph and Maggie into town while I stayed to cram some more. My friends are awesome so I do not think it was too weird, but there was no other option.
They got back, and I finished my test, which I feel pretty confident about. We went to the pub/bar on campus and watched one of my favorite Irish Bands I like to call Band of Hot, but most people know them as, Hermitage Green. They would be such a great time on Jambo (hint hint).
We walked back that night and slept in the next morning. Jess slept til noon, catching up so she was not jet lagged. We went to the Library to use the computers and plan our week. That night we had dinner together and planned for the next day to go to Dingle to ride horses. Well that night we went out with Maggie to stables. We ended up meeting some people and made our way downtown.
As I have mentioned before, Irish time goes by quicker than any other time in the world. Before we knew it it was 4 am when we were getting back to Stephani's place. I set my alarm for 7am to get up to go to Dingle.
7am rolled around and I went in to get Jess and she suggested we sleep, and I was unopposed.
In hindsight, we should have woke up and gone anyways. Once we were up, I searched online what we can do. By the time we got going it was 3pm, so we decided we would just go into Limerick and do the castle and museum tours. Well, everything was closed. Everything closes at 1700. Awesome. So that was a waste.
Since we were in town we decide to go to Dolans, and Irish pub with live music and great food. It was awesome Steph and Christina met Maggie, Jess and I there. It really was a nice time with great food.
I had plans for Friday night to say good bye to a lot of my friends, so we went back into Town Friday and toured the milk market, and did the museum. We met |Rachels parents, it was awesome. We left town to pack all my junk up in my room, and then were going to have dinner with Mags at 7.
dinner with Mags turned into dinner with Rachel, Mag, Christina and their two French roomies. Maggie went to say bye to one of her friends and we did not see her for a while, and we did not eat until about 21:30. So we never got to get ready to go party/say goodbye to my other group.
I started to get grumpy, I really wanted to see a lot of my other friends and have one last shindig before we all left... We ended up getting to meet them at stables, then after wards and I enjoyed it. I am sad it was not how it was planned originally but still really ended up being a good time.
The next morning we were going to go to Galway, then to the Aran Islands. We were supposed to catch the 9:30 bus to Galway. I was ready and in the kitchen killing time on the computer and by the time Jess was ready, we would have missed the bus. Neither of us realized what time it was, and I didnt think we were taking long to get ready. IRISH TIME IS SO FASTTT. So we decided to get the next one. It worked out becuase we would be able to make some breakfast. Well, we made potatoes and eggs and toast. Missed the next bus also.
Luckily they come every hour so we were ready to get the 11:30 one. It got u direct to Galway around 12:30. The last bus to take us to the ferry left at noon.
So we hung out in Galway for the day.
Galway is a great city, I have been there before, I went with Shast, but it can be done in about an hour and we had the whole day/night. It was a pretty day, cold but really pretty. We visited the Spanish Arch, the Cathedral a few churches and did some shopping.
Originally we were going to the Kylemore Abbey on Sunday. We thought since we missed the islands we could do the Abbey sat, Islands Sun. Wrong.
The abbey bus only leaves at 10:00am everyday. So we decided to do the Islands the next morning and skip Abbey.
Of Course Sunday was a nasty, rainy, overcast, gloomy day. But no bother, the rain let up and we were good to go. It was still foggy but not wet.
We got to the Island, and had originally planned on riding bikes to tour the Isand Sat. But since the weather thought it would be nice to totally change, we ended up getting a bus tour. It was dry, not windy and informational, overall a good choice.
We got to the point of interest, a big high cliff that is like the Cliffs of Moher, and my camera died. AWESOME.
So Jess got some pictures up there that I will steal from her. Once we got down off the cliff, I purchased some batteries and we set off. I was getting something out of my purse and set my camera in my lap, just then the bus driver took off pretty sharply and my camera rolled onto the group.
No damage done, or so I thought.
once we got to the 7 churches on the Island (big graveyard) I took out my camera and what do ya know. BIG BLACK CIRCLE. It was not on the lense it was like a bruise, but is definitely on every single picture.
I quickly got irritated and put it away. We headed to the far end of the Island and then worked our way back passed some cows in the road blocking traffic (so cute) and some seals basking in the overcast clouds.
I wanted to get a pic of one of the horse drawn carriages right before we got on the ferry, and guess what, the black spot was gone.
Grateful the spot is gone, but couldnt be more annoyed at the timing of it honestly. So the pictures of the Island were bad. At least Jess got some.
So after that we headed back to Limerick. We got back, went to my room to bring half of my stuff to Steph's and walked the 30 minutes to her house. I struggled the whole way here, my load was probably 70lbs and I was struggling. It all worked out. We got back around midnight and I started to study for my 9am final.
Ii tried in Galway but the document kept opening in another language, go figure.
So I quickly fell asleep while attempting to read this document once I figured it out, but had previously set my alarm for 6am to get up and study again.
I did that, got up read, got to school only to find out that the test is now at 12:30 not 9am.
Good, more hours to study!
Bad, that will last until 14:30 and we were planning on getting a bus to Cork, so Jess can kiss the Blarney Stone at 14:35. Not gunna work out.
Tonight is my 'family dinner' night with the best friends I have made. Not Mags, Steph and Rach, but Melanie, Katie, Jennie, Meagan, Danielle, Erin and Britt. We were all going to take pics together around cmapus in cute outfits and in town then do dinner tonight and say our goodbyes. I figured I would go to Blarney again with Jess, miss the pics and be back after dinner to just do goodbyes, I mean I have had dinner before, no big deal. But I am gettin pretty sad that I am missing all of that now.
I showed up today to take this test and it wont get done til 14:30 at the earliest and that means we can not get to Cork until close to 1700, and we originally were planning on leaving Cork at 18:30.
Not enough time. FRUSTRAATION is kicking in.
I either send Jess to Blarney on her own, or don't say good bye to my friends.
Tomorrow is supposed to be Dingle.
This is seriously another everything is going wrong visit for one of my good friends in Ireland. I feel so bad.
I need to be using these extra study hours to study, not to blog.
Cheers.
be home Wednesday!
Alright, I am aware that I have not blogged about my spring break in Cinque Terre, or the following weeks to this time, but I still am not going to... no time. Ask me about it when I am home.
But I WILL blog about the past week.
Jessica Waldron/Morton came to visit me. She sent me her itenerary about a month ago, and said she was leaving on the 9th of May to come see me!
I had finals on the 29th, 5th, a paper due the 6th, final on the 10th and 16th. So I thought perfect.
The 9th rolled around and I set my alarm for 6am to get ready/study/to the airport by 11 to pick her beautiful self up. I got there, and was two hours eary, the bus wasn't timed right, but I did not want her to be alone in Ireland, so It didnt bother me, and I was able to study while sitting there.
Well, turns out she left on the 9th and did not get here til the 10, which totally makes sense, I just check the time of arrival and assumed it was the 9th, paying no mind to the date written beside it. So I spent 30Euro getting to and from the airport for no reason. The following day I took a different bus to the airport so that I was not there two hours early since my test was in a few hours after her arrival. Spent 30Euro AGAIN to pick her up, and I was late. She had been standing there forever waiting nervously. They lost her bags in San Francisco also. FAIL.
So I literally got off the bus. Found her. Waited for the same bus to open his doors back up. Was not thrilled about that.
We got to school and I had a lot of studying to do before my 4pm final that was really stressing me out. So Jess went with Steph and Maggie into town while I stayed to cram some more. My friends are awesome so I do not think it was too weird, but there was no other option.
They got back, and I finished my test, which I feel pretty confident about. We went to the pub/bar on campus and watched one of my favorite Irish Bands I like to call Band of Hot, but most people know them as, Hermitage Green. They would be such a great time on Jambo (hint hint).
We walked back that night and slept in the next morning. Jess slept til noon, catching up so she was not jet lagged. We went to the Library to use the computers and plan our week. That night we had dinner together and planned for the next day to go to Dingle to ride horses. Well that night we went out with Maggie to stables. We ended up meeting some people and made our way downtown.
As I have mentioned before, Irish time goes by quicker than any other time in the world. Before we knew it it was 4 am when we were getting back to Stephani's place. I set my alarm for 7am to get up to go to Dingle.
7am rolled around and I went in to get Jess and she suggested we sleep, and I was unopposed.
In hindsight, we should have woke up and gone anyways. Once we were up, I searched online what we can do. By the time we got going it was 3pm, so we decided we would just go into Limerick and do the castle and museum tours. Well, everything was closed. Everything closes at 1700. Awesome. So that was a waste.
Since we were in town we decide to go to Dolans, and Irish pub with live music and great food. It was awesome Steph and Christina met Maggie, Jess and I there. It really was a nice time with great food.
I had plans for Friday night to say good bye to a lot of my friends, so we went back into Town Friday and toured the milk market, and did the museum. We met |Rachels parents, it was awesome. We left town to pack all my junk up in my room, and then were going to have dinner with Mags at 7.
dinner with Mags turned into dinner with Rachel, Mag, Christina and their two French roomies. Maggie went to say bye to one of her friends and we did not see her for a while, and we did not eat until about 21:30. So we never got to get ready to go party/say goodbye to my other group.
I started to get grumpy, I really wanted to see a lot of my other friends and have one last shindig before we all left... We ended up getting to meet them at stables, then after wards and I enjoyed it. I am sad it was not how it was planned originally but still really ended up being a good time.
The next morning we were going to go to Galway, then to the Aran Islands. We were supposed to catch the 9:30 bus to Galway. I was ready and in the kitchen killing time on the computer and by the time Jess was ready, we would have missed the bus. Neither of us realized what time it was, and I didnt think we were taking long to get ready. IRISH TIME IS SO FASTTT. So we decided to get the next one. It worked out becuase we would be able to make some breakfast. Well, we made potatoes and eggs and toast. Missed the next bus also.
Luckily they come every hour so we were ready to get the 11:30 one. It got u direct to Galway around 12:30. The last bus to take us to the ferry left at noon.
So we hung out in Galway for the day.
Galway is a great city, I have been there before, I went with Shast, but it can be done in about an hour and we had the whole day/night. It was a pretty day, cold but really pretty. We visited the Spanish Arch, the Cathedral a few churches and did some shopping.
Originally we were going to the Kylemore Abbey on Sunday. We thought since we missed the islands we could do the Abbey sat, Islands Sun. Wrong.
The abbey bus only leaves at 10:00am everyday. So we decided to do the Islands the next morning and skip Abbey.
Of Course Sunday was a nasty, rainy, overcast, gloomy day. But no bother, the rain let up and we were good to go. It was still foggy but not wet.
We got to the Island, and had originally planned on riding bikes to tour the Isand Sat. But since the weather thought it would be nice to totally change, we ended up getting a bus tour. It was dry, not windy and informational, overall a good choice.
We got to the point of interest, a big high cliff that is like the Cliffs of Moher, and my camera died. AWESOME.
So Jess got some pictures up there that I will steal from her. Once we got down off the cliff, I purchased some batteries and we set off. I was getting something out of my purse and set my camera in my lap, just then the bus driver took off pretty sharply and my camera rolled onto the group.
No damage done, or so I thought.
once we got to the 7 churches on the Island (big graveyard) I took out my camera and what do ya know. BIG BLACK CIRCLE. It was not on the lense it was like a bruise, but is definitely on every single picture.
I quickly got irritated and put it away. We headed to the far end of the Island and then worked our way back passed some cows in the road blocking traffic (so cute) and some seals basking in the overcast clouds.
I wanted to get a pic of one of the horse drawn carriages right before we got on the ferry, and guess what, the black spot was gone.
Grateful the spot is gone, but couldnt be more annoyed at the timing of it honestly. So the pictures of the Island were bad. At least Jess got some.
So after that we headed back to Limerick. We got back, went to my room to bring half of my stuff to Steph's and walked the 30 minutes to her house. I struggled the whole way here, my load was probably 70lbs and I was struggling. It all worked out. We got back around midnight and I started to study for my 9am final.
Ii tried in Galway but the document kept opening in another language, go figure.
So I quickly fell asleep while attempting to read this document once I figured it out, but had previously set my alarm for 6am to get up and study again.
I did that, got up read, got to school only to find out that the test is now at 12:30 not 9am.
Good, more hours to study!
Bad, that will last until 14:30 and we were planning on getting a bus to Cork, so Jess can kiss the Blarney Stone at 14:35. Not gunna work out.
Tonight is my 'family dinner' night with the best friends I have made. Not Mags, Steph and Rach, but Melanie, Katie, Jennie, Meagan, Danielle, Erin and Britt. We were all going to take pics together around cmapus in cute outfits and in town then do dinner tonight and say our goodbyes. I figured I would go to Blarney again with Jess, miss the pics and be back after dinner to just do goodbyes, I mean I have had dinner before, no big deal. But I am gettin pretty sad that I am missing all of that now.
I showed up today to take this test and it wont get done til 14:30 at the earliest and that means we can not get to Cork until close to 1700, and we originally were planning on leaving Cork at 18:30.
Not enough time. FRUSTRAATION is kicking in.
I either send Jess to Blarney on her own, or don't say good bye to my friends.
Tomorrow is supposed to be Dingle.
This is seriously another everything is going wrong visit for one of my good friends in Ireland. I feel so bad.
I need to be using these extra study hours to study, not to blog.
Cheers.
be home Wednesday!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
I am an Irish drummer!
I have been learning to play the Irish Drum, the Bodhran. Except this whole semester we have only played on notebooks, and not an actual drum. We had access to drums, but were all so embarrassed in our abilities (or lack thereof) to actually use the drums (at least in my case). Anyways we have been told about a performance at the end of the year that was optional, and not going to be graded. I definitely put that out of my head, I am not a fan of being on stage performing (As I learned my sophomore year at Guilford in the 'wonder of dance' class). Anyways I was in my tutorial and our teach said hey so when is your concert, we informed him at 1800 that day (it was 1630). He was unaware that it was so soon. So he quickly taught us something...and so we went over it for the last half hour of class. Then from 1700-1800 I talked myself in and out of this silly performance, then eventually thought, ah heck I am in Ireland why not?!
so here it is!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VfEW9DdKoWQ
Everyone was so serious when they were performing and it was so hard for me to stop laughing lol. I tried really hard though!
I will post about Italy this week!
miss you all!
Espana.
This blog is going to be terrible. There is no way I can put into words how much I enjoyed my week in Spain.
I went to visit my buddy Tyler. He and I went to college together at Guilford; he graduated last year and is now playing professional basketball for Plancha de Palma, a team in Palma Mallorca, Spain. It is a little island off the east coast of Spain. He lives on the Northeastern coast of the island in a town called Pollensa.
I was unsure of how the week was going to go because Tyler and I were by no means close, or best friends. We had hung out at the occasional house party, and I kept his stats through my work study job. That was the extent of our friendship though. I was very unsure, especially because I was bringing friends from Ireland with me.
Yours truly learned her lesson though. Red wine is not like Sangria, therefore should not be consumed at the same pace either. (again, no details on the matter)
You can imagine the next day was a little slower, we tried beaching it but it was kind of windy and we returned fairly early.
Maggie and I set off one day with out cameras and took a really beautiful walk around Puerto Pollensa and I am so glad we did.
We all really wanted to rent mopeds, and we were ready to sign the papers and he asked for our licenses and we handed them over, and then he informed us that we needed a spanish license...fail. We were fairly upset, but in hindsight, it was probably for the better since none of us had ever driven anything of the sort! But we were determined at the time so we headed to Alcudia on a bus in search of another moped shop. We were quickly distracted and decided we wanted to just lay out and go to the beach. Little did we know that meant walking for close to 40 minutes to actually find it from the bus stop. It was a little piece of heaven though even though it was right by the harbor.
I am leaving so much of this trip out and it saddens me. I can not even attempt to tell yall how gorgeous it was and how much fun we had. I am disappointed that this is how it is so far. So sorry. I will never ever slack on blogging again. It is so much harder to explain now!
Anyways.
After our day trip to Alcudia we headed home made some pasta (I think) and decided we wanted to go in search of Jet Skis since we could not get mopeds for the next day.
Well with my broken Spanish we found out that the jet ski guy had moved his shop and was no longer in Puerto Pollensa...Awesome.
The little man we were talking to brought us to a boat taxi guy.
Boat taxi man wasnt really ready for us because as we were walking to his boat he was puttin' his wetsuit on and we saw his booty. It was funny. He gave us a taxi ride over to Formentor!
OH MY GOSH
Tyler and I are much closer now, which is really cool and he got along great with my friends too, We had a lot of nights filled with a lot of laughter!
view from the stairs in Pollensa
I was unsure of how the week was going to go because Tyler and I were by no means close, or best friends. We had hung out at the occasional house party, and I kept his stats through my work study job. That was the extent of our friendship though. I was very unsure, especially because I was bringing friends from Ireland with me.
It was not even a problem at all. It was so much fun. The first night was a little slow in conversation but we went to his favorite Kebab spot and enjoyed some fries and wine (I will not mention anything further about my diet over the next three weeks, and will not tolerate any comments regarding it either- fair warning). The next day we spent on the beach drinking sangria and enjoying the sun that we so desperately missed in Ireland. That night Ty bought a bottle of red wine and we made a steak dinner (SO GOOD).
You can imagine the next day was a little slower, we tried beaching it but it was kind of windy and we returned fairly early.
Maggie and I set off one day with out cameras and took a really beautiful walk around Puerto Pollensa and I am so glad we did.
I am leaving so much of this trip out and it saddens me. I can not even attempt to tell yall how gorgeous it was and how much fun we had. I am disappointed that this is how it is so far. So sorry. I will never ever slack on blogging again. It is so much harder to explain now!
Anyways.
After our day trip to Alcudia we headed home made some pasta (I think) and decided we wanted to go in search of Jet Skis since we could not get mopeds for the next day.
Well with my broken Spanish we found out that the jet ski guy had moved his shop and was no longer in Puerto Pollensa...Awesome.
The little man we were talking to brought us to a boat taxi guy.
Boat taxi man wasnt really ready for us because as we were walking to his boat he was puttin' his wetsuit on and we saw his booty. It was funny. He gave us a taxi ride over to Formentor!
OH MY GOSH
We spent the whole afternoon there, unfortunately Rachel did not come, she had school work to do so she stayed back, not knowing what she was missing out on, but it really was gorgeous.
In Spain they party and have a different social life then the rest of the world I am pretty sure. They do not start until about 2am. That is usually when everyone else is turning in for the evening, but none the less we wanted to try to see if we could do it like those in Spain.
We took the 8:30pm bus to Palma and went out and found an amazing diner (AMERICAN FOOD). Ty chowed down on some hot wings and a burger, I got the (best I have ever had) Quesadilla, Christina tried a philly cheese steak for the first time ever, Rach had a melt I think and Mags, a burger, it really was perfect, and the best american diner food I have had!
We also were able to kill time til about 1 at an Irish pub we found in Palma (Ironic?) Then we went in search of a good craic. We found a night club and spent the night there. We found ourselves back on the bus and walked into Tylers house at 9:05am...Let me tell ya we were exhausted. But after a quick nap Tyler, Rachel and I headed to the beach to nap in the sun!
The best part about being out til the wee hours of the morning was this! It really was s humbling moment. I am not sure if that is the right word for that but it was amazing.
When we got back to Pollensa we spent the last few days seeing the town and hitting the beach. One night everyone wanted pasta so together we concocted the best pasta ever made. It was a mix between penne, baked ziti and amazingness. I am telling you I could have a restaurant of my own, I would not have recipes but just throw together everything that tastes good! (for example the crab stew with cinnamon) I am telling you, it could really take off!
But our pasta had chicken, peppers, garlic and mushrooms. Doesn't sound fancy but it was. Then I was like well heck lets make this baked pasta...We poured it into a casserole dish type thing that was too small so we had noodles everywhere, then tried pouring the sauce, again everywhere. Finally after it was all mixed we added a bag of mozzarella cheese on top and went to cook it. Let me remind you Tyler is a 22 yr old 6'9 pro basketball player living in Spain on his own. Do you think he knows how to cook? No. You think he would know how to work his oven...course not! So after like 5 minutes of playing with it we finally figured it out but it tripped the breakers hahah All the lights in his apt went out. We got them back on, and tried again. Same thing happened so we flipped it again and decided to turn everything off but the oven to see if that would work. No. So here we had pasta with un-melted cheese, but eventually it started working, and we had to make back up garlic bread on the stove, it was really really good though, the entire thing!
The last night we were in Pollensa we wanted to climb up the stairs in his town
In Spain they party and have a different social life then the rest of the world I am pretty sure. They do not start until about 2am. That is usually when everyone else is turning in for the evening, but none the less we wanted to try to see if we could do it like those in Spain.
We took the 8:30pm bus to Palma and went out and found an amazing diner (AMERICAN FOOD). Ty chowed down on some hot wings and a burger, I got the (best I have ever had) Quesadilla, Christina tried a philly cheese steak for the first time ever, Rach had a melt I think and Mags, a burger, it really was perfect, and the best american diner food I have had!
We also were able to kill time til about 1 at an Irish pub we found in Palma (Ironic?) Then we went in search of a good craic. We found a night club and spent the night there. We found ourselves back on the bus and walked into Tylers house at 9:05am...Let me tell ya we were exhausted. But after a quick nap Tyler, Rachel and I headed to the beach to nap in the sun!
The best part about being out til the wee hours of the morning was this! It really was s humbling moment. I am not sure if that is the right word for that but it was amazing.
But our pasta had chicken, peppers, garlic and mushrooms. Doesn't sound fancy but it was. Then I was like well heck lets make this baked pasta...We poured it into a casserole dish type thing that was too small so we had noodles everywhere, then tried pouring the sauce, again everywhere. Finally after it was all mixed we added a bag of mozzarella cheese on top and went to cook it. Let me remind you Tyler is a 22 yr old 6'9 pro basketball player living in Spain on his own. Do you think he knows how to cook? No. You think he would know how to work his oven...course not! So after like 5 minutes of playing with it we finally figured it out but it tripped the breakers hahah All the lights in his apt went out. We got them back on, and tried again. Same thing happened so we flipped it again and decided to turn everything off but the oven to see if that would work. No. So here we had pasta with un-melted cheese, but eventually it started working, and we had to make back up garlic bread on the stove, it was really really good though, the entire thing!
The last night we were in Pollensa we wanted to climb up the stairs in his town
they dont look so bad right...
still cant even see the top though
looking back down...only about halfway at this point
ALMOST
Made it!
worth the hike!
I am really sad that this is how my blog ended up but, you get the gist. It was amazing. relaxing. fun. perfect.Tyler and I are much closer now, which is really cool and he got along great with my friends too, We had a lot of nights filled with a lot of laughter!
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
SLACKING!
I am so sorry. Basically, the past week I have had no time for anything but class projects!
I had to finish:
the Marketing project (video, facebook page, and 5 page paper!)
group presentation for Interactions, relationships and networking class ( + 5 page paper)
Irish Music and Dance Paper (7 pages)
But it's all done and out of the way! I have one paper left (due April 11th!) That I am already almost finished with!
This Sunday I leave for Pollenca Spain! To go and stay with a friend from Guilford College. Tyler Sanborn, has a house near the beach in Spain. He is playing for the Basketball team in Palma de Mallorca! It should be fun! I hope the weather is as great as it has been as of late!
Then I leave on April 15th to go to Cinque Terre, Italy for 8-9 days for Spring break!
Then I return and have 3 weeks dedicated to taking 5 finals, and Jessica Waldron will be visiting me!
Then I am headed back to sweet home California!
Hopefully by then I will know what I am doing for the summer internship wise.
I interviewed over the phone for IMG World and I think it went well? He basically just asked me to walk him through my resume, and if I had any questions for him. I hope it went well. I find out this week if they want me for 2nd round interviews. I might have messed up though by telling them that I work the festival and it is 2 weeks long. He said it might be an issue, but we will cross that bridge when it comes up! Cross your fingers for me.
I am going to apply for a summer job at Disneyland this week, just to have my bases covered if I get the LA internship with the US Open. It never occurred to me to look into interning with ESPN Disney internship- it is paying and sport related! But they are no longer taking applications for summer internship unfortunately! It is still fairly early too... :/ Bummer!
Still waiting to hear about the San Diego internship as well, last I talked to Dianne she was trying to help me find a place to stay!
Looking into options in Phoenix, Arizona also since I will be there for Festival, maybe I can go sooner or stay later?
Too many options, I hope at least ONE works out!
This is a short one, not much has happened lately, just a lot of school work and hangin out with the girls!
I will have a lot to tell you sometime next week about SPAIN!
I had to finish:
the Marketing project (video, facebook page, and 5 page paper!)
group presentation for Interactions, relationships and networking class ( + 5 page paper)
Irish Music and Dance Paper (7 pages)
But it's all done and out of the way! I have one paper left (due April 11th!) That I am already almost finished with!
This Sunday I leave for Pollenca Spain! To go and stay with a friend from Guilford College. Tyler Sanborn, has a house near the beach in Spain. He is playing for the Basketball team in Palma de Mallorca! It should be fun! I hope the weather is as great as it has been as of late!
Then I leave on April 15th to go to Cinque Terre, Italy for 8-9 days for Spring break!
Then I return and have 3 weeks dedicated to taking 5 finals, and Jessica Waldron will be visiting me!
Then I am headed back to sweet home California!
Hopefully by then I will know what I am doing for the summer internship wise.
I interviewed over the phone for IMG World and I think it went well? He basically just asked me to walk him through my resume, and if I had any questions for him. I hope it went well. I find out this week if they want me for 2nd round interviews. I might have messed up though by telling them that I work the festival and it is 2 weeks long. He said it might be an issue, but we will cross that bridge when it comes up! Cross your fingers for me.
I am going to apply for a summer job at Disneyland this week, just to have my bases covered if I get the LA internship with the US Open. It never occurred to me to look into interning with ESPN Disney internship- it is paying and sport related! But they are no longer taking applications for summer internship unfortunately! It is still fairly early too... :/ Bummer!
Still waiting to hear about the San Diego internship as well, last I talked to Dianne she was trying to help me find a place to stay!
Looking into options in Phoenix, Arizona also since I will be there for Festival, maybe I can go sooner or stay later?
Too many options, I hope at least ONE works out!
This is a short one, not much has happened lately, just a lot of school work and hangin out with the girls!
I will have a lot to tell you sometime next week about SPAIN!
Monday, March 21, 2011
I spoke too soon!
So I just got an email saying I had a package to pick up, so I went down to reception andddd... Dave Walters = best boss ever!
He sent me a package with rice, multiple Guilfordians (School Newspaper, I will be writing for next year actually!), twix, m&ms, jelly beans, MINTSSS, a card, newspaper clippings from the Figure Skating Championships that were held in Greensboro recently, that he and his Wife volunteered for. Clippings of Trevor Bayne after he won Daytona, then again when he crashed because of the brakes (or lack thereof), Reeses Egg! (no idea he knew those are my favorites along with twix and MINTS!) . He also sent a spring sports schedule for Guilford athletics, I'm sure to remind me of all the games I am not there to help him with (23 just between baseball and softball!--sorry!) and an Awesome Jason Castro CD titled Who I Am (appropriate for my reoccurring 'finding myself' theme here lately!)
Thank you!
He sent me a package with rice, multiple Guilfordians (School Newspaper, I will be writing for next year actually!), twix, m&ms, jelly beans, MINTSSS, a card, newspaper clippings from the Figure Skating Championships that were held in Greensboro recently, that he and his Wife volunteered for. Clippings of Trevor Bayne after he won Daytona, then again when he crashed because of the brakes (or lack thereof), Reeses Egg! (no idea he knew those are my favorites along with twix and MINTS!) . He also sent a spring sports schedule for Guilford athletics, I'm sure to remind me of all the games I am not there to help him with (23 just between baseball and softball!--sorry!) and an Awesome Jason Castro CD titled Who I Am (appropriate for my reoccurring 'finding myself' theme here lately!)
Thank you!
My marketing project is done!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFowy3N--rI
http://www.facebook.com/pages/EHarmony/149191095143873
Go check it out on Facebook, we are going to get it up on YouTube in the next few days too! Make sure to "like" our EHarmony spoof page and the video as well! (Yes that is me in the Elmo suit) Stephani filmed it and did fantastico! The more likes, comments and views we have, the better our grade is!
I am in such a great mood, honestly I should be really stressed right now because I have another HUGE presentation/project due on Thursday and Friday as well, but I am in a great mood.
I opened my email today and received a message from a woman at one of the best sport marketing/representation businesses. IMG action sports. I am thrilled. She somehow got my resume (I think from the US Open- because they work for them and are the ones that pretty much run it...) and asked for a phone interview next Tuesday! Whatt? I am thrilled. They are such a fantastic business, and have everything I am looking for. They even do work/have connections with the Olympics (score!)
I will let everyone know how that goes.
I have been craving my mints lately. I am so used to receiving a package from mom with a bag in it and once that was finished one from my dad...I find myself looking for them in the stores here, not going to lie, but they do not have them. I thought I cracked my addiction but I don't think I have.
I am kind of giddy about this IMG thing, I am not sure if it is for an internship or to help out with the US Open again, but either way I hope this works out! Anndd it is in LA area so maybe I will get to spend time with Aunt Mikey and Uncle Greg again this summer!
Tomorrow night is our "wine and cheese" night over at Rachel and Christina's house. I love girls' nights, a lot. I have been looking forward to it since our last one when we made soup...which was not too long ago.
Anyways, don't forget to check out the video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFowy3N--rI
Like the page and the video, feel free to leave positive comments :]
And do not hesitate to send it to anyone you know!
:]
http://www.facebook.com/pages/EHarmony/149191095143873
Go check it out on Facebook, we are going to get it up on YouTube in the next few days too! Make sure to "like" our EHarmony spoof page and the video as well! (Yes that is me in the Elmo suit) Stephani filmed it and did fantastico! The more likes, comments and views we have, the better our grade is!
I am in such a great mood, honestly I should be really stressed right now because I have another HUGE presentation/project due on Thursday and Friday as well, but I am in a great mood.
I opened my email today and received a message from a woman at one of the best sport marketing/representation businesses. IMG action sports. I am thrilled. She somehow got my resume (I think from the US Open- because they work for them and are the ones that pretty much run it...) and asked for a phone interview next Tuesday! Whatt? I am thrilled. They are such a fantastic business, and have everything I am looking for. They even do work/have connections with the Olympics (score!)
I will let everyone know how that goes.
I have been craving my mints lately. I am so used to receiving a package from mom with a bag in it and once that was finished one from my dad...I find myself looking for them in the stores here, not going to lie, but they do not have them. I thought I cracked my addiction but I don't think I have.
I am kind of giddy about this IMG thing, I am not sure if it is for an internship or to help out with the US Open again, but either way I hope this works out! Anndd it is in LA area so maybe I will get to spend time with Aunt Mikey and Uncle Greg again this summer!
Tomorrow night is our "wine and cheese" night over at Rachel and Christina's house. I love girls' nights, a lot. I have been looking forward to it since our last one when we made soup...which was not too long ago.
Anyways, don't forget to check out the video http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFowy3N--rI
Like the page and the video, feel free to leave positive comments :]
And do not hesitate to send it to anyone you know!
:]
Sunday, March 20, 2011
Rachel and Taylor: America's next top Chefs!
The next day Rachel and I made it to our classes even though we went to bed near half three in the morning. But I did it, I got up for my 10am class and then we went to Lidls and did some light (healthy) grocery shopping. Terrence, an Asian Canadian studying at UL heard us talking and immediately pin-pointed us as Americans (kind of like that woman who had Stephani's wallet), we were discussing what we wanted to make for dinner and throwing out so many ideas. He offered to give us a ride back to campus since he had a car. We figured he was harmless and after about 30 minutes of getting our stir fry ingredients we went back with Terrence. Bless his heart. I think he was nervous to be taking two girls in a car with him. He almost hit someone in the parking lot, then could not figure out how to get out of the parking lot. He was very apologetic for everything. Sorry the car was too small, or sorry if it smells like cleaner, and sorry I swear I am not a crazy driver... it was entertaining, but Rachel and I kind of got nervous for a sec. It was a manual and since they drive on opposite side of car it was weird to see him shifting with his left hand...he obviously thought so too because he stalled, and also completely forgot to shift at one point going through the roundabout, he also went to fifth instead of 3rd at one point I think...not like I am a pro, but dang "sorry, you must think I am totally dumb, I forgot to shift back there"
It was amusing either way, and we made it back safely!
Rach and I made some amazing stir fry that night and were very proud of ourselves (even though Scott says "stirfry is easy though!") We had some peppers, mushrooms, steak, rice, soy sauce, onions and carrots. We are definitely learning as we go when we cook, we decided to cook the rice first next time, and the meat last. But besides that it was really good!
Rach and I made some amazing stir fry that night and were very proud of ourselves (even though Scott says "stirfry is easy though!") We had some peppers, mushrooms, steak, rice, soy sauce, onions and carrots. We are definitely learning as we go when we cook, we decided to cook the rice first next time, and the meat last. But besides that it was really good!
Yesterday we went to the milk market. It was such a gorgeous day in town. I brought my camera again to get pictures, and of course I left my memory card in my computer, so that was all for nothing. But, we bought stuff to make crab soup :] We bought some crab legs (5euro for the bag!) we opted against purchasing the live crab because 1) we didn't want to kill it and 2) didn't want to carry a live crab around for the rest of the day; we also bought organic Irish potatoes, this amazing garlic leaf thing (it's awesome), some farm fresh peppers, wine, bread and some other veggies to add to our "support the local farms" shopping spree...we went into some stores tried on some fun clothes, until we realized the crab was kind of starting to smell/leak...
As we were leaving we heard someone singing, come to find out there was a little st. patricks day concert kind of thing down town, and wouldn't ya know she was singing Martina McBride's "Independence Day"...I swear we cannot escape America here, Rachel and I couldn't help but laugh.
We hit up Dunnes and Guineys in search for a wine glass and candles.
We made it back and realized we hadnt eaten all day so we wanted to make our crab soup right away!
After looking up recipes, which we never found, and asking Mom and Grandma for tips, we concocted the BEST crab soup ever! You would be shocked with what we put in it, how good it tasted, and how it was completely off of what we had in our heads and on my page of notes from mom's help. It was amazing, We probably could not make it again though unfortunately.
We carmelized onions and garlic together, added some white wine and then added that to some potatoes, carrots, more wine, some water, some milk, those garlic leaves, some red peppers (yeah really), some cinnamon (yup, you read that right), some basil, garlic powder, pepper and some salt, and more wine! We simmered that for about 45 minutes, added the crab which I so elegantly cracked-aka chopped Ax style with a metal spatula...for the next twenty minutes. We had to remove most of the potatoes and carrots from the first pot into a smaller one so all of our crab could fit! Before adding the crab we were like "oh nooo why did we add cinnamon and peppers, thats all we taste?!" but that crab sure added flavor and between the two of us we finished both pots of the soup. Maggie and Christina each had a bowl, and were as impressed as we were with our masterpiece. While the soup was simmering we finished the rest of the white wine (whine- as I so geniusly put together- kind of like that made up word too), opened a bottle of red, ate from our loaf of bread, had some brie cheese, peppers, and oil and balsamic vinegar as an appetizer! I really could not have enjoyed yesterday more!
Now today is filled with homework, homework, homework...
Cheers!
We carmelized onions and garlic together, added some white wine and then added that to some potatoes, carrots, more wine, some water, some milk, those garlic leaves, some red peppers (yeah really), some cinnamon (yup, you read that right), some basil, garlic powder, pepper and some salt, and more wine! We simmered that for about 45 minutes, added the crab which I so elegantly cracked-aka chopped Ax style with a metal spatula...for the next twenty minutes. We had to remove most of the potatoes and carrots from the first pot into a smaller one so all of our crab could fit! Before adding the crab we were like "oh nooo why did we add cinnamon and peppers, thats all we taste?!" but that crab sure added flavor and between the two of us we finished both pots of the soup. Maggie and Christina each had a bowl, and were as impressed as we were with our masterpiece. While the soup was simmering we finished the rest of the white wine (whine- as I so geniusly put together- kind of like that made up word too), opened a bottle of red, ate from our loaf of bread, had some brie cheese, peppers, and oil and balsamic vinegar as an appetizer! I really could not have enjoyed yesterday more!
Now today is filled with homework, homework, homework...
Cheers!
Paddy's day the Irish way..
All rightty lets see, what have I been up to since last registering and applying for housing...Uhm We have been accepted to live in Hodgins next year, so I have roommates and a place to stay, not sure which room yet though, but I am not worried about that. My classes are all messed up, but I only have one year left, so honestly, I think I will survive!
That group project I did with my non-english group earned a B...kind of disappointed but, we have another one due Thursday, hopefully it will go better. The 38 page paper I did with my group (that my Mother and Grandmother know the story about...) got an A1 which is an A+ --I'd like to thank Guilford for being a writing intensive college; I never thought I would be the one peer-editing and improving a paper, but I am so glad I did!
Last week pretty much flew by. Mondays I only have 1 class, Tuesdays -2, Wed- 0 Thursday-I'm in class from 9am-6pm and Fridays-2....well Thanks to Paddy's day, Thursday classes were cancelled and one of my classes Friday was as well, so pretty much barely had class last week.
Thursday we got on the bus at 6:30am to head to Dublin to celebrate St. Patrick's Day and watch the largest parade in the country... We arrived about half nine (9:30am), and some guys were already hitting the beer bong- when in Ireland I guess...
We were a few hours early for the parade, so we decided to walk around, buy some souvenirs, some girls bought some festive decorations and then we found a pub that was open and serving breakfast. So we all went in to have our "Irish breakfasts". It was a cute little pub, I have posted pics up to facebook
( www.facebook.com/tayphilly12 ) I will say that my picture-taking skills were slacking Thursday, for the parade and everything sorry!...We struggled to find seats for all of us so we split up so we could b seated faster, the pub was crazy-packed. I have always known that you are supposed to wear green on this holiday, but I have always celebrated at school; we all know there are some kids that are "too cool" or "too old" to wear green and play along...Dublin was insane though as far as spirit went. I have never seen so much green or orange in my life. It was a sea of green, there were people everywhere as well. I was so shocked. We foolishly attempted to walk through a gift shop, I think we made it about 15 feet in in about 10 minutes, so we turned around and left. We applied temporary "kiss me I'm Irish", clovers and Irish flag tattoos on ourselves, applied some green face glitter and were off to find places to stand to see the parade. The parade was not due to start for another hour, but everyone in Ireland was in Dublin and there were absolutely no places left to actually watch the parade from. Melanie and I went in search for some of her friends from Penn State, I thought we were just going to say hi, but we ended up staying over there for the entire duration of the parade. I had fun, but did not know anyone of them unfortunately, so it was not as fun as I would have hoped. There were tall guys in front of us, and then a dad that kept his son on his shoulders the whole time, he was the star of my 'parade pictures'. Eventually some of the people in front of us left so I was able to squeeze closer to the road to see the actual parade. There was enough room to stick my hand holding my camera out and snap pictures even though I could not see but they were pretty good I guess. There was a funky theme to the parade, someone mentioned it being based off of a book, but all Melanie and I could see were dogs, three-headed dogs, birds, death related and eyeball floats. It was definitely odd to say the least. Once the parade was over we headed back to the bus to get a lift over to the Guinness factory.
The group did not allow for us to have enough time to actually do the entire tour, gift shop and taste the Guinness, so we cut the tour short, we did the first few levels of it and then just skipped to the top level. It was a lot of fun. We had our free sample pints of Guinness, it was not green, but they made clover shapes in the foam somehow and it was fun. Guinness is still gross. I am sorry, but I think it is an acquired taste, and I sure as heck don't have it, but I did drink most of it somehow. The view from the top level of Guinnes was amazing, I mean it was only of Dublin, but I never realized how HUGE Dublin really is. It is not a tall city, but dang, I don't think I saw any green land or hills anywhere, there were buildings for as far as I could see!
Before we knew it we had to get back on the bus to head back to Limerick. Once back at Limerick a few of us met up- we ordered some food, and planned the rest of our night. Nothing "big" happened it was kind of a random night of bouncing around from random places, so it is hard to explain, but it was one of those nights that was really fun for no specific reason. We went to go snake hunting for a while with a group, until Rachel and I realized that there are no snakes in this country, thanks to St Patrick banning them, so we decided to forgo the stomping in the mud for nothing.
I had so much fun. People in Ireland really can drink. I know that everything I have said makes it seem like another day and nothing special, but I almost feel as though I expected so much more, but since the Irish drink and party daily, Paddys day was just another day, except they wore green? It was fun none the less, but I think it is a bigger deal in the states, maybe because we party on Holidays rather then on days that end in "y" like everyone in this country seems to do, so those specific days stand out in my mind as a big deal... I can now say that I spent St Patrick's day in Dublin/Ireland though!
Monday, March 14, 2011
This is real life...
Wow, so it is really starting to hit home with me that I am living in another country. I am not staying here or visiting, but living in this country for the next few months. It feels so unreal. I am also about to be 21 years old and a senior in college...? What?! I remember my freshman day of high school like it was yesterday; and then going on my recruiting trip to Guilford. I remember freshmen orientation and the first day of "college volleyball" pre-season...IMy first college game against Peace College... can not believe this is all happening. I started to really realize it yesterday when I was making my senior year fall semester class schedule. I have 33 credits left to fill at Gulford before I can graduate, but I only have four classes left to take! That takes up 16 credits...then what...?
I decided to pick up communications as a minor and still only have to take 2 extra classes to add. Awesome so I have 6 classes down...I still need almost 10 credits- and Guilford does not offer "easy classes" that I can just pick up to fill my credits unless they are physical education courses- or choir (hahaha, right.). So I am taking 6 random classes: First aid, fitness for living, general fitness, general conditioning (both semesters) and beginner's tennis. I think it should be a pretty good senior year- at least the Spring semester!
I have finish only three courses for my sport management major, and wouldn't you know it, they are both offered at the same time, same day and ONLY in the fall semester. Yeah, awesome. I emailed my advisor about 100 times throughout this planning process and think they might change the time. We will see.
I am almost hoping they dont find a new time slot for it because I honestly don't know if I can change anything in the schedule as it is. I might be taking finance as an independent study course in the spring...don't know how that works, but I think I would rather do that. Other wise I will be taking Sport finance, research method of sport anddd business ethics all in the same semester at the same time as an internship and volleyball (Not easy at all, leaving my last semester taking 3 conditioning classes, first aid, mass media and taking pictures for the guilfordian, and journalism) So confusing!!
If it ends up not working out that I cant take Journalism and mass media then I just wont have the extra minor (by one class, which may suck)
Gotta figure it all out!
I was supposed to register this morning. Apparently, study abroad students get to register like a month sooner then the other students. We got an email saying that we are allowed to register at 12:00 midnight (Greensboro time) on Monday March 14th. So with the time change, I was allowed to log in at 4am to register.
Yea I woke up at 7. I woke up with my phone in my bed- apparently I turned the alarm off at 4am and have no recollection of it. Good thing though, becuase someoneee at Guilford forgot to open it up to us. So this morning when I woke up in complete panic, I was relieved to see that it wouldnt have been an option at 4 am anyways- see everything happens for a reason!
It sucks though knowing that the classes are all only offered during overlapping times. It is hard enough with volleyball practices and games as well to work my classes around (technically I am moving volleyball and other classes around the 3 main courses I need to get the Major/minor(s)), but it is extremely difficult, but somehow I planned out both semesters already!
I am pretty proud that I will graduate in 4 years :] kind of makes me feel relieved that I wont be spending another year at Guilford, and I might actually have 1 major and two minors.
No more information on the scholarships yet...might end up just doing the festival again (only) and getting a summer job or trying to work for the fairgrounds or Arnolds, or babysit/nanny for the summer... I sent my resume to a few businesses in town, but it is too soon to apply, or they are unaware of what their staff will look like come May. hmmf.
Also, housing applications are due today as well. The girls I was going to live with decided to go off campus, and my computer here wont let me acces anything for a while from The Guilford website, and I missed the off campus housing application deadline. I am happy I did, because they still do not have a place yet to live, I dont have a car, I will have practices, and it would not have been easy for anyone really. But I got an email from a girl that was looking for another roommate for Hodgins, so there are three of us going to live in Hodgins next year. Should be fun. I have never met them, but they look nice and say they live clean! It should be fun, and I will b meeting more people! Its also a much cheaper situation to live over there, and a better house option! I cant wait!
Alright off to do another group project with my non-english group...I am stuck doing it all again :/
I decided to pick up communications as a minor and still only have to take 2 extra classes to add. Awesome so I have 6 classes down...I still need almost 10 credits- and Guilford does not offer "easy classes" that I can just pick up to fill my credits unless they are physical education courses- or choir (hahaha, right.). So I am taking 6 random classes: First aid, fitness for living, general fitness, general conditioning (both semesters) and beginner's tennis. I think it should be a pretty good senior year- at least the Spring semester!
I have finish only three courses for my sport management major, and wouldn't you know it, they are both offered at the same time, same day and ONLY in the fall semester. Yeah, awesome. I emailed my advisor about 100 times throughout this planning process and think they might change the time. We will see.
I am almost hoping they dont find a new time slot for it because I honestly don't know if I can change anything in the schedule as it is. I might be taking finance as an independent study course in the spring...don't know how that works, but I think I would rather do that. Other wise I will be taking Sport finance, research method of sport anddd business ethics all in the same semester at the same time as an internship and volleyball (Not easy at all, leaving my last semester taking 3 conditioning classes, first aid, mass media and taking pictures for the guilfordian, and journalism) So confusing!!
If it ends up not working out that I cant take Journalism and mass media then I just wont have the extra minor (by one class, which may suck)
Gotta figure it all out!
I was supposed to register this morning. Apparently, study abroad students get to register like a month sooner then the other students. We got an email saying that we are allowed to register at 12:00 midnight (Greensboro time) on Monday March 14th. So with the time change, I was allowed to log in at 4am to register.
Yea I woke up at 7. I woke up with my phone in my bed- apparently I turned the alarm off at 4am and have no recollection of it. Good thing though, becuase someoneee at Guilford forgot to open it up to us. So this morning when I woke up in complete panic, I was relieved to see that it wouldnt have been an option at 4 am anyways- see everything happens for a reason!
It sucks though knowing that the classes are all only offered during overlapping times. It is hard enough with volleyball practices and games as well to work my classes around (technically I am moving volleyball and other classes around the 3 main courses I need to get the Major/minor(s)), but it is extremely difficult, but somehow I planned out both semesters already!
I am pretty proud that I will graduate in 4 years :] kind of makes me feel relieved that I wont be spending another year at Guilford, and I might actually have 1 major and two minors.
No more information on the scholarships yet...might end up just doing the festival again (only) and getting a summer job or trying to work for the fairgrounds or Arnolds, or babysit/nanny for the summer... I sent my resume to a few businesses in town, but it is too soon to apply, or they are unaware of what their staff will look like come May. hmmf.
Also, housing applications are due today as well. The girls I was going to live with decided to go off campus, and my computer here wont let me acces anything for a while from The Guilford website, and I missed the off campus housing application deadline. I am happy I did, because they still do not have a place yet to live, I dont have a car, I will have practices, and it would not have been easy for anyone really. But I got an email from a girl that was looking for another roommate for Hodgins, so there are three of us going to live in Hodgins next year. Should be fun. I have never met them, but they look nice and say they live clean! It should be fun, and I will b meeting more people! Its also a much cheaper situation to live over there, and a better house option! I cant wait!
Alright off to do another group project with my non-english group...I am stuck doing it all again :/
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Coming home May 18th!
Okay Mamadukes, you are right it has been about a week. I honestly thought I blogged more recently, but the weeks fly by here so fast- I am just now realizing it is already Thursday again.
Last week was Rag week; Friday night I went to Christina and Rachel's for some "family" spaghetti. It was really good and we had a lot of good craic as well .We played card games like War, Egyptian Rat Screw (?) and Golf (I thought only my family enjoyed this game...but I introduced it to them and they LOVE it!) We played for hours it seemed like, colored pictures (yes, we are in college), hung the pictures up on their kitchen wall, and we had so many funny moments that we actually started a page for our funny one-liners, quotes, and things that made us laugh all night. Stephani's boyfriend Josh came to hang out from Tennessee, so needless to say he got to know us really well- really quickly- whether he was ready, or not; but he fit right in with us! After family dinner we headed to Stables to see what was going on there.
It was a Friday, and all the Irish go home on Fridays so it was pretty much just international students in Stables. I was starting to feel like I was getting a cold, and was not in the best of moods when we got to Stables, I felt drained of all of my energy. I ended up leaving early (still like 12:30), and as I was grabbing my scarf and jacket to leave, these two gross sweaty guys started party-boy sandwich dancing on me telling me I could not leave. First of all, I did not know these guys, nor did I want to. Secondly, when my mind is made up and I want to leave, it really means that I want to go. I smiled though, and jokingly said sorry I don't know how to dance, and you're all sweaty. (Bad Ideaaaaa) The nasty guy took his hand, wiped it all over his face, and then rubbed his sweaty nasty hand down my face!! The nerve! I almost decked him, honestly- I thought about it, but they were intoxicated and about 6ft tall. So I smiled and said, "yeah, you have a good night boys" and walked out. I like stomped and pouted the whole way back to my room. I just don't understand the guys in this country; if I come back with nothing else but the appreciation for the men I have met in my life and the respect they show to all the girls they encounter, I will be satisfied. It is a whole new world over here (not in an Aladdin-ish positive way). That night I posted a status to God telling him that I didnt remember praying for a lesson in tolerance and patience lately, but since I was having so many opportunities, I would appreciate if he spread them out a little bit before I lost it. I think he felt sorry for my sweaty-man-germ infested face, because since then it has been much better.
I spent the weekend in bed basically. I was sick. Sore throat, cough, and congestion. I drank honey water, lemon water and took some stuff Mamadukes sent over with me and am better now (granted it is Thursday already) but I am glad I am feeling better.
I had to skip volleyball Tuesday night though, but am going to make it to tomorrow nights practice. It feels good to be working out again, I went and did an hour of cardio yesterday morning at 7:30, then made it to the gym for 10:30 body pump, and then today I got myself out of bed for a 7:15am Spin and Abs. Phweewww I did not miss that spin bike, for reasons I blogged about before. But it really was a brutal workout and I feel much better about myself :] I also am trying to watch what I eat a little more. I am realizing that I am not loosing any weight or seeing any progresss (even though I work out weekly and have done more cardio in the last month and half then ever in an off-season of volleyball) because I am living off of bread, cheese and pasta. Seriously. I am all about living cheaply (I am even washing my laundry in the sink to save 10 bucks each time - it's a rip off to do laundry). I cracked though and bought brown bread today, granola, and some veggies (yes, Grandma, I like crave veggies now- NO not asparagus, green beans, broccoli, cabbage or squash and zunchini- that will never happen- you and Mom have ruined that for me).
School assignments are starting to pick up unfortunately. It shouldn't be too hard though in comparisson to Guilford the past three years, and next Thursday school is cancelled for Paddy's day! I will be in Dublin experiencing the Paddy's Day parade and touring the Guinness Factory ( for the green Guinness- yep actually going to pour myself a pint, and drink it!)
I don't know what it is about this week and my feet but I have tripped more than I ever have in my entire life! If you know me you know I trip daily as it is, well multiply that by at least three! Seriously, yesterday in Body Pump I was walking toward Mel and talking about how we should "act like tourists" and "accidentally" walk in on the Munster team working out and ask where the Body Pump class is being held (even though it's right next door). We were already in the room and set up, but anyways, I am walking toward her and my left foot got caught up in my workout pants and next thing I know I am falling forward into Mel's arms. No harm done physically, and I just laughed at myself. Her response was "the fear in your face was priceless!" Ha I want someone to film my life, they would make so money on Americas funniest videos or something- real talk.
Today I was walking and you know that awkward moment when you make eye contact with someone you don't know. Its like you want to say hi cause you have obviously made the weird eye contact, but you don't know eachother so its weird, so the half smile is usually what happens. Yeah well I would have preferred saying hi today then what happened. I was walking by a bush glanced up and did the odd eye contact thing with some guy and out of nowhere (well, from inside the bush) comes flying out a bird! It hit me. Like flew into me! So I freaked out (naturally). My hair was flying everywhere, I was twisting and laughing histerically at the situation and thinking like really? did that just happen? How often does a bird fly into someone? I'm that girl!
I could write a whole book on "that girl" situations that happen to me. Like the fact that I was on the treadmill yesterday and my arm caught my headphone cable and yanked my ipod down onto the treadmill, it bounced the whole way down the treadmill, making a lot of noise. I was already in my groove running, but I pressed the red STOP button and waited for the treadmill to slow so I could stand and just gracefully slide off the end of the treadmill. HaHa! Yeah, right. I like stood on the thing as it is sliding toward the end of the treadmill and went to slide of as suave as I could, ended up falling off the edge! It was literally a lot like this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmKFXr7K27g&playnext=1&list=PLAA212F68969497F0
You should be proud Daddio, Donna , Scotty-boy and Mamadukes, for real- you've raised a realll winner!) --I can see it now, someone (probably Mom) will comment and say "at least you're cute hun!-- save it, I already know it will be said!
Gotta go, Buffalo!
studying for tomorrows midterm!
Last week was Rag week; Friday night I went to Christina and Rachel's for some "family" spaghetti. It was really good and we had a lot of good craic as well .We played card games like War, Egyptian Rat Screw (?) and Golf (I thought only my family enjoyed this game...but I introduced it to them and they LOVE it!) We played for hours it seemed like, colored pictures (yes, we are in college), hung the pictures up on their kitchen wall, and we had so many funny moments that we actually started a page for our funny one-liners, quotes, and things that made us laugh all night. Stephani's boyfriend Josh came to hang out from Tennessee, so needless to say he got to know us really well- really quickly- whether he was ready, or not; but he fit right in with us! After family dinner we headed to Stables to see what was going on there.
It was a Friday, and all the Irish go home on Fridays so it was pretty much just international students in Stables. I was starting to feel like I was getting a cold, and was not in the best of moods when we got to Stables, I felt drained of all of my energy. I ended up leaving early (still like 12:30), and as I was grabbing my scarf and jacket to leave, these two gross sweaty guys started party-boy sandwich dancing on me telling me I could not leave. First of all, I did not know these guys, nor did I want to. Secondly, when my mind is made up and I want to leave, it really means that I want to go. I smiled though, and jokingly said sorry I don't know how to dance, and you're all sweaty. (Bad Ideaaaaa) The nasty guy took his hand, wiped it all over his face, and then rubbed his sweaty nasty hand down my face!! The nerve! I almost decked him, honestly- I thought about it, but they were intoxicated and about 6ft tall. So I smiled and said, "yeah, you have a good night boys" and walked out. I like stomped and pouted the whole way back to my room. I just don't understand the guys in this country; if I come back with nothing else but the appreciation for the men I have met in my life and the respect they show to all the girls they encounter, I will be satisfied. It is a whole new world over here (not in an Aladdin-ish positive way). That night I posted a status to God telling him that I didnt remember praying for a lesson in tolerance and patience lately, but since I was having so many opportunities, I would appreciate if he spread them out a little bit before I lost it. I think he felt sorry for my sweaty-man-germ infested face, because since then it has been much better.
I spent the weekend in bed basically. I was sick. Sore throat, cough, and congestion. I drank honey water, lemon water and took some stuff Mamadukes sent over with me and am better now (granted it is Thursday already) but I am glad I am feeling better.
I had to skip volleyball Tuesday night though, but am going to make it to tomorrow nights practice. It feels good to be working out again, I went and did an hour of cardio yesterday morning at 7:30, then made it to the gym for 10:30 body pump, and then today I got myself out of bed for a 7:15am Spin and Abs. Phweewww I did not miss that spin bike, for reasons I blogged about before. But it really was a brutal workout and I feel much better about myself :] I also am trying to watch what I eat a little more. I am realizing that I am not loosing any weight or seeing any progresss (even though I work out weekly and have done more cardio in the last month and half then ever in an off-season of volleyball) because I am living off of bread, cheese and pasta. Seriously. I am all about living cheaply (I am even washing my laundry in the sink to save 10 bucks each time - it's a rip off to do laundry). I cracked though and bought brown bread today, granola, and some veggies (yes, Grandma, I like crave veggies now- NO not asparagus, green beans, broccoli, cabbage or squash and zunchini- that will never happen- you and Mom have ruined that for me).
School assignments are starting to pick up unfortunately. It shouldn't be too hard though in comparisson to Guilford the past three years, and next Thursday school is cancelled for Paddy's day! I will be in Dublin experiencing the Paddy's Day parade and touring the Guinness Factory ( for the green Guinness- yep actually going to pour myself a pint, and drink it!)
I don't know what it is about this week and my feet but I have tripped more than I ever have in my entire life! If you know me you know I trip daily as it is, well multiply that by at least three! Seriously, yesterday in Body Pump I was walking toward Mel and talking about how we should "act like tourists" and "accidentally" walk in on the Munster team working out and ask where the Body Pump class is being held (even though it's right next door). We were already in the room and set up, but anyways, I am walking toward her and my left foot got caught up in my workout pants and next thing I know I am falling forward into Mel's arms. No harm done physically, and I just laughed at myself. Her response was "the fear in your face was priceless!" Ha I want someone to film my life, they would make so money on Americas funniest videos or something- real talk.
Today I was walking and you know that awkward moment when you make eye contact with someone you don't know. Its like you want to say hi cause you have obviously made the weird eye contact, but you don't know eachother so its weird, so the half smile is usually what happens. Yeah well I would have preferred saying hi today then what happened. I was walking by a bush glanced up and did the odd eye contact thing with some guy and out of nowhere (well, from inside the bush) comes flying out a bird! It hit me. Like flew into me! So I freaked out (naturally). My hair was flying everywhere, I was twisting and laughing histerically at the situation and thinking like really? did that just happen? How often does a bird fly into someone? I'm that girl!
I could write a whole book on "that girl" situations that happen to me. Like the fact that I was on the treadmill yesterday and my arm caught my headphone cable and yanked my ipod down onto the treadmill, it bounced the whole way down the treadmill, making a lot of noise. I was already in my groove running, but I pressed the red STOP button and waited for the treadmill to slow so I could stand and just gracefully slide off the end of the treadmill. HaHa! Yeah, right. I like stood on the thing as it is sliding toward the end of the treadmill and went to slide of as suave as I could, ended up falling off the edge! It was literally a lot like this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FmKFXr7K27g&playnext=1&list=PLAA212F68969497F0
You should be proud Daddio, Donna , Scotty-boy and Mamadukes, for real- you've raised a realll winner!) --I can see it now, someone (probably Mom) will comment and say "at least you're cute hun!-- save it, I already know it will be said!
Gotta go, Buffalo!
studying for tomorrows midterm!
Friday, March 4, 2011
Black light night at the club is my new favorite!
So last night I went to a different night club called Trooms (Trinity rooms) It has themed rooms like the other one did.
I met up with my friends to get ready, and we thought that we needed to get to Trooms early, since it was supposed to start at 9. So we headed over around 9:30 to avoid queuing (standing in line) only to find not a single person in sight. (10pm) is still too early to go out. But we got in for free, so we did not have to pay a cover which was so worth it!
The good news was that we were only there for 30 minutes before we were allowed into the actual dance club part. We were the first to have the UV pain put all over our bodies, and scored all of the glow sticks. The paint this place had was awesome. We had white, blue and green, we looked like jungle women or avatars or something, It was so much fun, I wish I had a camera that can take pictures in black light. We were opening our glow sticks and splattering the juices out on us, My eye took a beating, but the good news is that I can still see, and It is no longer numb/stinging- oh and it doesn't glow!
We danced the night away. It soon got packed and then was really annoying. Too many bodies in one place. We ended up leaving at half one I think, which was perfect because our feet hurt too!
No drama, no tripping or funny stories, no best friend body guards, just a good night of great craic!
Oh and for all of you that think I found an Irish boy, my picture on facebook is of a boy that uh, likes boys. Ha so much fun to hang out with though! Don't get your hopes up, I have not found Gerard Butler yet...
Love you all!
I met up with my friends to get ready, and we thought that we needed to get to Trooms early, since it was supposed to start at 9. So we headed over around 9:30 to avoid queuing (standing in line) only to find not a single person in sight. (10pm) is still too early to go out. But we got in for free, so we did not have to pay a cover which was so worth it!
The good news was that we were only there for 30 minutes before we were allowed into the actual dance club part. We were the first to have the UV pain put all over our bodies, and scored all of the glow sticks. The paint this place had was awesome. We had white, blue and green, we looked like jungle women or avatars or something, It was so much fun, I wish I had a camera that can take pictures in black light. We were opening our glow sticks and splattering the juices out on us, My eye took a beating, but the good news is that I can still see, and It is no longer numb/stinging- oh and it doesn't glow!
We danced the night away. It soon got packed and then was really annoying. Too many bodies in one place. We ended up leaving at half one I think, which was perfect because our feet hurt too!
No drama, no tripping or funny stories, no best friend body guards, just a good night of great craic!
Oh and for all of you that think I found an Irish boy, my picture on facebook is of a boy that uh, likes boys. Ha so much fun to hang out with though! Don't get your hopes up, I have not found Gerard Butler yet...
Love you all!
Thursday, March 3, 2011
hahah interesting
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