Crazy, Insane, A Bad Idea, and I Can't Wait
Instead of "Life is Good," I should've called this blog "Things I Write When I'm Avoiding Schoolwork." Semester one of grad school is ending, this is finals week, and so far I've made a detailed schedule/plan of attack, outlining due dates, telling me when I should be doing what....and then I realized I haven't updated here in a week or two, and that I have Very Exciting News, so I let this take priority.
First of all, my passport arrived today....now's probably a good time to divulge why - most of you already know. Ok, here goes: I went to the Bahamas in early June. There, I met and made friends with a couple young men from Northern Ireland...in one case (the cute one's case), a little more than friends. I thought, what a great romantic story to tell my grandchildren someday....he thought, when can I see you again? We've been keeping in touch via e-mail ever since, and he put on the table an offer of an all-expenses paid trip to visit him in sunny, friendly Northern Ireland. I of course thought this was ridiculous, and besides, I'd pay for my own airfare....and somewhere between those two thoughts, the decision was made. I'm going, alone, Sept 3-10.
1. He is not a serial murderer.
2. Or any other type of criminal.
Understandably, my family and many of my friends are concerned (or outright terrified) that I'm about to walk into being the next Natalee Holloway. Frankly, I don't have the heart to continue to defend my decision, as long as you're not going to stop me. All it makes me feel, when I hear how stupid I am, is bad. I'm taking a lot of precautions here, and I believe I'll be 100% safe...take that for what it's worth.
Now, the good part.....it feels AMAZING and FREE and SPONTANEOUS and GREAT to be doing this.....and think about it, an (almost) all-expenses paid trip (I won the airfare battle) to a beautiful, if rainy, English-speaking foreign country...on my own....with a built-in romantic interest for a week. EXHILARATING.
And the castles!! The castles!!!
First of all, my passport arrived today....now's probably a good time to divulge why - most of you already know. Ok, here goes: I went to the Bahamas in early June. There, I met and made friends with a couple young men from Northern Ireland...in one case (the cute one's case), a little more than friends. I thought, what a great romantic story to tell my grandchildren someday....he thought, when can I see you again? We've been keeping in touch via e-mail ever since, and he put on the table an offer of an all-expenses paid trip to visit him in sunny, friendly Northern Ireland. I of course thought this was ridiculous, and besides, I'd pay for my own airfare....and somewhere between those two thoughts, the decision was made. I'm going, alone, Sept 3-10.
1. He is not a serial murderer.
2. Or any other type of criminal.
Understandably, my family and many of my friends are concerned (or outright terrified) that I'm about to walk into being the next Natalee Holloway. Frankly, I don't have the heart to continue to defend my decision, as long as you're not going to stop me. All it makes me feel, when I hear how stupid I am, is bad. I'm taking a lot of precautions here, and I believe I'll be 100% safe...take that for what it's worth.
Now, the good part.....it feels AMAZING and FREE and SPONTANEOUS and GREAT to be doing this.....and think about it, an (almost) all-expenses paid trip (I won the airfare battle) to a beautiful, if rainy, English-speaking foreign country...on my own....with a built-in romantic interest for a week. EXHILARATING.
And the castles!! The castles!!!

3 Comments:
You. Suck. Castles rock. You get to see castles. I get to spend Sept 3 - 10 going to school (oh yes, and being upset cuz Erin leaves the 1st). Hey, I figure you're a big girl and one of the few people I know truly has a good head on her shoulders. So if you've taken what you consider adequate precautions, I figure you're about as well set as possible. So go Laura! Say hi to the castles for me.
Oops, forgot to sign that. So I'll just sign this one.
-Brendan
Thanks B ;)
When does Erin come back? Better get her some flowers or something before she goes!
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