The Big Easy

It just makes me so, so, so happy to go somewhere new. Especially when I can see one of my sorority siters at the same time! Thank you Mel Lee for letting me sleep on your couch :)

Carlina and I flew in on Friday and we promptly made our way into the city and began our drinking escapade.






Our next stop was to pause at the world renouned Cafe du Monde, the most amazing coffee shop known for their cafe au laits and the beignets. AMAZING! My inner fat kid was quieted as I munched on a bile of dough and sugar. A beignet is a square piece of dough, friend, and covered with powdered sugar. In other words, pure heaven! And drumroll please...

And closer....

What they say about the food is true...its amazing!

We then set out to explore the city. Its weird that one street is beautiful and gorgeous and the next street over is ghetto. Wait a minute, are we in New Orleans or Norfolk? Here are a few pictures of the trip.

And then there was P-H-I-M-U! We got to meet the president of Phi Mu, Robin Fanning!!! Robin freaking Fanning!

And then of course we had to do a lion spotting at the park.
And the next trip is....New York City next weekend!!!!!

Boys, boys, boys...

Warning: Parental Discrection is Advised....

Boys boys boys
We like boys in cars
Boys boys boys
Buy us drinks in bars
Boys boys boys
With hairspray and denim
Boys boys boys
We love them!
We love them!


(Picture of a very cute boy from one of my favorite websites The Satorialist http://thesartorialist.blogspot.com/)

So, I've been having issues with boys lately...and when I say boys, I really mean boys, and not men. I mean, its totally plausable that the reason I'm having problems with boys is where I currently live. Reason number 894578934789827897892578925787878458458 (do you get the point?) I need to move. Obviously boys are not guaranteed to be better any where else, but hey, perhaps with a bigger pond there will be one or two nice goldfish out there instead of toolbag blowfishes.

Ok, so the main purpose of this post is to complain yet laugh about my current boy situation. Let me tell you, when it rains, it pours. So since i moved out, I've been on a few dates with two guys and then two guys from my past have creeped up back into the picture. Now, I really don't want anything to do with them anyways (well, duh, I plan on moving) its just fun to have my time occupied. However, two of them are extreemly needy. E-X-T-R-E-E-M-L-Y needy. Like one whined and complained -I even expected a two year old tantrum complete with fists hitting the ground- that I wouldn't make time in my busy schedule for him. UM, HELLO, we've only been on two dates, you should feel lucky and blessed to even get ONE day in my life right now.

How bout you grow some fucking gonads why don't you???

And then the other one is making it no fun because he's obviously smitten with me already...where's the fun in that??? You can't already be like "I like you so much!", "you really intrigue me", "you are so awesome!". Well, I mean, I do know that but you aren't supposed to jump the gun and fall in love with me. I know, its hard to resist, but please try :) And then don't think you are going to impress me with all this talk about what you do for the military. Oh god, don't get me started on that...

Get a life mother fucker.

But really, there is no pleasing me. I left Nick because he was not paying ANY attention to me at home or in public and would completely ignore me for his dog, tv, and computer (ALL three at once too!) and now I'm complaining that someone wants to spend more time with me. I guess the moral of the story is that if I want to spend time with you, please pay attention to me. If I'm not, then please take a number and get to the back of the line.

NEXT! Number 44 please move to the front of the line....

This Day in History v.1

So, whenever I am a bit down and hard on myself the only thing that seems to refresh me is to think back and try to remember where I was this time in London. I could kick myself in the ass for not starting a blog while I was abroad, but better late than never.

For example, two years ago in London about now-ish I went to the lighting of the Oxford Street Christmas Lights. Two words for it: Pure Chaos. According to ViewLondon.co.uk, Oxford Street Christmas lights are among the most famous in the world, each year attracting thousands to the West End over the Christmas and New Year period. Each year there is a theme, and I think its generally a Disney movie they are promoting. 2007's theme was the movie Enchanted and 2009's theme is The Christmas Carol.



Not sure if you can see it in the picture, but there are THOUSANDS of people there on Oxford Street. I mean, that street is busy any day but that day was particularly busy. I can't remember everyone who went that day but I believe Maura, Nayeli, Jake, and Chu at least, perhaps Hannah went as well. So trying not to loose each other was humorous. I kind of miss living in a big city and being able to push people in a crowd who are being stupid. You'd probably be arrested or punched if you were to push someone around here. Sad times!

Perhaps I will try to make this throw back a weekly post of some sort. Who knows, we'll see :)

Cheers!

The Hand of God- Err, Hand of Henry

Boy oh boy, I wish I was living in London sitting in a pub drinking a pint to hear the discussion going on about the football qualifiers for the world cup. The world cup isn't until next year but there's already a controversy heating up the excitement. If you ever get a chance to be in a country or even in Europe when the Wold Cup is going down, do it; it's an excitement you can never imagine. I was studying abroad (my first time over there) and had the chance to see first hand what all the excitement was about. Its similiar to NFL shennanigans but each team is a COUNTRY. A whole freaking COUNTRY. A whole country routing for one team. Its amazing.

If you don't know what this blog is all about- Ireland is now out of the World Cup, loosing to France due to France's captain Thierry Henry handling the ball with his hands, not once, but twice!

The Irish are asking fifa for a France replay and hopefully a different outcome. It's heart breaking to see a smaller country like Ireland loose to a powerhouse like France due to a cheating player. I mean, it IS highly unlikely for a player to admit his foul, but now his whole career he's going to be known as THAT guy. Even the Irish and French prime ministers are getting into the action. I just LOVE that part!

Okay, enough boring you with football (and NOT American football- I wouldn't be caught DEAD talking about that) conversation. Its just Bloody Brilliant!

Resolution 2010

Is it just me or does that kind of sound like something they'd say on StarTrek? Anyone? Anyone? Bueller? Ok, its obviously just me...

Can you believe it is almost 2010? Holy cow batman, its always crazy when we enter into a new decade. Btw, what was the last decade called? The 00's just doesn't sound good. One thing that you better learn real quick about me is that I'm v.v. random. I can get off on a tangent like a champ.

All things said and done, I'm just itching for a change. Its hard for me to come to terms with the fact that it sems as if my life has taken four steps back. I went from living my DREAM (um, hello, being 24, living in London, surviving on my own, travelling to another country every month, having a zillion and one friends, being surrounded by cultured people, etc -- you get my drift.) to living out my worst nightmare (being back in NN, in a job I hate, sourrounded by idiots -- not my friends of course). So its time to change all that. Its going to be a new year, why not a new me? Well, I don't need to be a "new" me, just the "old" me in London: happy, energetic, ready to take on the world. I want to wake up again and no matter how terribly bleak or cold or rainy outside be in an amazingly chipper mood and know I can take on the world. Yes, where or how I find this I don't know, exactly why I am searching for a destination unknown.

So that being said, just a few of my 2010 resolutions so far are as follows. The first few are non-negotiable and the rest are just hopefuls.
1. Get the hell out of Hampton Roads; my top wish list so far is between DC and NYC.
2. Get a better job.
3. Go to Phi Mu convention!
4. Get my tatoo.
5. Find a datable boy whom I don't scare.
6. Be more active in my community.
7. Start a blog to chronical my life and adventures...oh wait...check!