Finally a Break

I haven't posted since the beginning of this semester. And everything is completely different. I mean I still have an awesome house, fun times at La Salle, and really good friends but a lot of other things have changed.

Some friendships I thought would be stronger this year have changed a lot. One in particular that I thought would never change has, I still count this person as a friend but they are not nearly there in the same capacity that they once were. And this is probably my fault but at the same time I think it's partially there's as well, I mean it is a "two way street". Other friendships have stayed consistent. I'm happy with those friendships and know that they will never change. In addition other friendships that I never thought would happen have happened. This semester would not have been the same without the people I've gotten close with this term. Hopefully next semester I will be able to balance all the groups and bring back the people I've grown distant with.

In school wise I did fairly well. Now all of you who know the trouble I had with physics should know, I passed, not well but at least I passed. In addition I did really well in my chemistry classes. I don't know if this was a fluke or if I actually learned something. It's very fulfilling to know that at the beginning of this year I was really worried if my major was really was what I was good at, and now I see that I can actually pass chemistry classes. And I'm not going to fail at life.

I love my house. Next semester the dynamic is definitely going to change because my roomie is leaving me for Rome but I think despite the fact I won't have some one to talk to before I go to sleep the house will be good. Sara and Megan will still be around and Michele comes back (YIPEE) and Jen is moving in. It'll be fun, how could it not be. But different all the same. I love that our house is kinda the chillax house where people can come and just hang out.

I'm also very happy with my boy. I'm really lucky to have him and I'm glad that this has been going on as long as it has, and it looks like it will continue for awhile.

I also can't believe it's been almost a year since Ireland. I can still remember getting on the plane to leave that 354 days ago. I know I annoy all of you when I say I remember this and that, don't lie and tell me it doesn't I can see it. But it's still such a big part of my life, that I can't believe is in my past. As I listen to my Flogging Molly, It's almost saddening that something I looked forward to so much in my life is over and completely in my past now. I know the future holds good and exciting things for me, I just hate that I've had this amazing experience that I feel nothing could ever ever match.

That's all for now. Over break I'll try and keep this updated more. For now, I must clean because ITS SPY WEEKEND!!!

Back to La Salle

I don't know what to write. But I feel like I should update this.

Being back at LaSalle is awesome. I'm so excited to be back for a real semester, where campus is completly full, this hasnt happened in nearly 9 months. But the classwork, eww. Big ewww. In Ireland my classes were a joke, no work load whatsoever, it was basically freedom for 5 whole months. And now I feel like I'm already behind, but there hasn't been time to get behind. I guess I just need to re adjust to the American System where you get homework from every class due on the same day. Booo. Can I go back to Ireland?

Other than classes things are going well. Loving IHOR with a passion. Wasn't excited about getting a new room mate, but life changes and we have to adapt. I'm trying to be nice. Really I am. It'll just take me awahile to adjust. I guess it's better it happened now and not like in the middle of the semester, that would be unfortunate.

i guess thats all for now.

happy

time for an update.

This summer has been excellent. Ok if you get rid of the whole taking classes and not seeing my friends from home, this summer has been excellent. Living at Pam's house (which I highly recommend if you are homeless one summer, they're awesome), working in the ACES office (high counsel pretty much kicks ass), and just being in Philly for the summer. I hope it really is just a glimpse towards what this year has to bring.

Since coming home from Ireland, I feel like I've changed. Not in a huge way, but maybe just a little bit. I think it's for the good, I don't know how other people feel but I think its good. I feel a lot more open, like I can talk to people, even start a conversation with someone I don't know. And I like it. I feel like I have become closer with my close friends, like I've been able to open up a lot more and tell people what I am actually feeling, and not just trying to make them happy all the time. I like the new me, I feel comfortable in my own skin. And bottom line, I've finally gotten to the place where I just don't care what other people think. You can love me or hate me, whatever.

I've got my friends, I've got my awesome family, I've got prospect, I've got a job I love, I've got classes I will learn to love (hopefully), and I've got the best townhouse ever.

I'm happy.

Wear Sunscreen

I should have listened to Baz Luhrmann. I love the shore, I love to be tan, but I really should haev considered a higher spf value. Now my entire back looks like I laid down in red paint and boy is it painfully. That whole leaning against things is not fun right now.

In other news. Finished Harry Potter. Very good, funny and intense at the same time. I'm sad that it's over and there will never be another one. A part of my childhood has come to a close. It's kinda forcing me to become an adult, as weird as that sounds.

Everything else is going great. Life is good and I am happy. Things are moving forward. I am excited to go home. I love being up here but I miss my home people. I can't wait to see them.

That's all.

Why I love my family

Last night we were hanging out in my Gram's kitchen, me, my uncle judd and aunt rosie, my brother, sister, mom and dad and my Gram and Pop Pop. And my Pop Pop freaks out because he can't find his wallet. So my gram goes looking for it and finds it. And this is the conversation that follows.

"I found it Stan, It was in your other pants."

"O thank you darling, that's wonderful"

"Yea, it's a good thing we found it."

"It is, but I had the comb the entire time."

hahha maybe it's not funny to ther people but it was hysterical. Ehh whatev, a little glimpse into my life.

This past weekend was absolutely excellent.

Friday night Pam and I watched The Queen which was astounding. Helen Mirren did a wonderful job, I can see why she won the Academy Award. I love movies that can really make you feel what's going on. I also really liked that it bridged the gap between the true story and the writer's concept of what happened. I highly recommend it if you haven't seen it yet.

Saturday, for two reasons was the best day ever. One, the tour started. Now I know not everyone likes the tour but I love it. And thank goodness I have Pam who is obsessed as I am. The first day of the tour is always the prologue, a time trial that is each man racing to be the first one to wear the yellow jersey. Cancelera won. He was excellent, raced 5 miles in just under 9 minutes. CRAZY!!!! Anyways, later it in the day was Amy's graduation party. Which constituted great food, tubing that I am still sore from, volleyball in complete darkness, and interesting conversation around the fire. Amy can throw a good party, touche!

Sunday. The first stage of the tour. With a miraculous win by Robbie McEwen, who came from a fall less than 10km from the end and managed to cross the line first. It was amazing. This was followed by Pam and I breaking out the board games, Scrabble and Trivial Pursuit, and me losing in both. Then Pam's mom brought us home vanilla ice cream with jimmies. Delicious.

Weekends really can't get much better.

In other quick news. I wish I didn't over analyze everything, I wish people would learn how to drive properly, and I'm sorry if I talk about Ireland a lot. I miss it.

That's all. Peace out homies.

Danger, Will Robinson, Danger

Driving over bridges the night before Fourth of July is dangerous. Pretty, but dangerous. So I guess like half of the townships in south jersey decided to have their celebrations a day early. Which means that as I am driving over the Walt Whitman on my way to my cousins apt, there are fireworks going off everywhere. Seriously, I concluded that every driver was watching them based on the fact we were going 30 with no traffic. Since it was like 9:30ish when it was happening it was finale time, so I saw all of the south jersey finales. It was lovely and beautiful. But dangerous.