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!