3 Month Curse

So here I am 24 years of age, and since the dawn of time have not been able to maintain any sort of relationship (family and friends don't count) longer than 3 months. It really is quite odd. This all started my senior year of high school and has continued on now into my twenty-something life. Most people by this time have had at least one if not many long-term relationships. In my time here I have had 2 relationships each of which lasted 3 months. In California it was the same...only 3 months. So what is this you ask? Is this a case of Julia Roberts syndrome? Ya know, after 3 months commitment seems impossible. Well a few years ago I would have said yes. But as time is progressing and I find myself getting older I am realizing that a solid relationship, although not necessary, would be a nice touch in my life. I had a conversation with a friend recently who told me the day I rang him to tell him I was in a serious relationship would be the day he would have a heart attack and perhaps even die. This didn't upset me, because he's been saying this since we were 13, but it did get me thinking. And thinking is all I have done since. Perhaps it isn't me at all who is the one phobic of commitment but instead the roll is reversed. It could also be that in the last 4 years I haven't lived in one place longer than a year without getting up and moving out. So that could be part of it. No matter what the reason, its quite wired. The day this 3 month curse expires will be a happy day. But until then it is back to life as usual. Keeping busy and making and maintaining friendships. Its a good thing I am content being single. :) Well there is my random venting.

2 weeks and counting till the marathon. Dear Lord! I am nervous already. Pray for good weather (no rain) it will make the run much more enjoyable.

Well this is me signing off! Thanks for reading!

Quote of the Week

"I want to rule the world. Every time I reach a new peak, I see a new one and want to climb. It's like I can't stop." ~Madonna

Quote of the Day

An Irish friend in the computer lab..."I used to think I wanted to live in America, then I read Stupid White Men."

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.