Victory

Yes folks I did it. I am half way to my full marathon. I completed the Omagh (pronounced O-MAH) 1/2 marathon yesterday in 2.09 hours. It was fulfilling and fun. I am a bit sore today but nothing too bad. I am ready to keep increasing my distance and tackle that ever dreaded 26.2 miles. So come 3rd May I will be off on the streets of Belfast to claim ultimate victory!

Belgium or Bust

Well I think I have officially gone the longest ever in my lifetime without checking my email. I was in Belgium this past week and had no time or way of checking my email. Quite an experience, when as an American I check my email 100 times a day. So here I am back on the Blog. The time abroad was interesting to say the least. I almost missed the bus, due to trying to get an hour of sleep before we left at 4am. Then I had a little falling out with some of the girls in my class....well I should clarify....there was no falling out just a feeling of complete exile. Mix that with a visit to WWI war memorials and grave sites, and a concentration camp visit and it provides a very emotionally stimulating week (or not). Not to mention all that was mixed with Paddy's day and 8.5-11% alcohol level beer. I didn't partake in the libations really for fear that I may emotionally lose it and if that were to happen no one around me would be there for the support I needed.

Now I am back in Derry (Praise God). And I am working like none other to get my work done before Easter break and my family's visit mid April!

Other than that, no profound thoughts or perils of wisdom. That will have to come after I write a shit-load of papers.

Booty Call Boy redeems himself

So I just got a call from Booty call boy and he was SUPER apologetic! He should be. Actually he was real embarrassed! Serves him right...waking me in the middle of the night! hehehe. I am mean. Glad to know that in his non inebriated state he can think clearly and is aware of his actions. I am such a star!

Tangent Time

So I have been flat out lately. I went to Dublin for a basket ball tournament...more like a drinking marathon...and we got slaughtered by Trinity, however we had fun and some how in the last 2 minutes managed to play on the court with 6 players and didn't get called. I like basket ball a lot more here....its less serious than in the states. Our men's team won the plate (of the losers bracket) but that is great since Magee never wins ANYTHING!!! Now I am back for 5 days and will work 3 of them, have to write a paper, train for my marathon, and get ready to leave for Belgium on Saturday at 4am.

I will be in Belgium for a week hob nobbing with the likes of EU politicians and visiting NATO, not to mention visiting a concentration camp and other historical areas. Speaking of hob nobbing...I was able to meet the Prime Minister of Ireland (and the current EU president), Bertie Ahern and Nobel Peace Prize winner John Hume last week when Mr. Ahern came and talked to the college about Peace within the EU. So life has been full to say the least.

Now on to my real tangent. I went out last night (it was the international students night in the union) and then after the union closed went home and got ready for bed....now by the time I finally get into my bed its 2am and suddenly the phone rings. Its this boy who I haven't seen or talked to in weeks...I kissed him once but that was months ago. So I get this call from this boy and he asks what I am up to and if I want to meet up later....WHAT....I AM IN BED.....NO I DON'T WANT TO MEET UP!!!! So I just go back to sleep after telling him I am home in my bed. Then this morning I wake up to 3 text messages, and a missed call! Sheesh talk about a hard core booty call....what is with this people. Boys...don't you understand?!?!? You can't call a girl randomly after not talking for weeks and expect that she will jump at the chance to hook up with you! It just doesn't work that way! And if it does for some girls they should be shot....Late night random booty calls are ok....but not when they are out of the blue. Sheesh....

Ok. Tangent over. Discuss.

I got carded!

Yes last night was an amazing highlight of my life. I went to a dance club with my friends and at the door the bouncer asked me if I had ID. Luckily I brought it with me (so weird because I never bring ID with me...I'm 24 for crying out loud). I chuckled and laughed at the bouncer telling him I was 24 and he didn't believe me. So out came the good ol' Montana drivers license stating that I indeed was born in the late 70's. Then he told me I looked like I was 18. So funny! I wouldn't have been so pleased but the drinking age is 18 here and I got carded. Its like being 30 in the states and getting carded. So that is the latest breakthrough in my life...I look 18! (Addy that means I could pass as your LITTLE sister).

Tomorrow I am off to Dublin to play in a Basketball Tournament. Wait...Stop laughing! I'm serious. Yes I know I should bring a video camera and tape the whole thing, because it will be well entertaining! Then in a weeks time I am off to Belgium to visit EU parliament and NATO. It should be a good time, being in Belgium with the Irish folk over St. Paddy's day...ahhh resting in the home of good Stella Artois with the Irish...life couldn't be any better!