Irish @ MindSay

I never really update this, but hardly anyone ever looks when I do - but its 3 am and I am freakishly awake and Facebook just isn’t keeping my attention!

 

So I'm trying to think of things I haven’t posted... I apologize if I make inferences about things I have posted and didn’t, or if I have already posted it - just bare with me!

 

I did get that internship with Target. After going through what seemed like hundreds of different interview rounds and climbed the endless hiring ladder, I finally got the exciting "congratulations" call. Its a 10 week program over the summer (that pays ROYALLY mind you) where I will learn the in's and out's of in-store Target and for the last 5 weeks I will choose a problem, devise a plan to fix it, and implement it. If they like me, they will send me back into the interview process for an actual job for in-store. In-store is not my dream by any means, but I think this could really leverage me into corporate. I have a friend that was just hired there and begins June - so I'm hoping he will give me a good reference when I put in my resume for corporate.

 

I did start another internship on campus (idiot Lauren I know). I am doing the sports marketing internship. My specific sports are volleyball and men’s/woman’s basketball - but I will be helping out with our football and our hockey team. I am having a lot of fun with it, but its taking up a LOT of my time, and seeing as how it’s unpaid I'm nervous about giving up so much time for it.

 

One of the biggest reasons I am afraid of giving up my time for free is because I was just elected president of my sorority Wednesday. I officially take over this coming Saturday. I know it sounds cliché, stupid and meaningless, but to me this is huge. It really means a lot to me that I was nominated, and even bigger I was elected. I’m extremely nervous however - as for the whole two or three people that normally read this blog, you know that I served as president of the choral program back in high school my senior year. To my detriment, this presidency will be nothing like it. Before, I had an actual full time employee who’s actual job it was to take care of my duties (even though she never did). This time, not only do I have to take care of 80 sorority girls, but I have alumni, potential members, bylaws/standing rules, the university, the Greek system, and nationals all breathing down my neck - all with no one to lean on. And yes - I know it’s just a stupid sorority, but it really has been my life for the last 3 years, and it's my family.

 

Monday I start a new job. I am working at a hotel here in town. I really hate that I have become so desperate for a 2nd summer job and for any form of money that I had to sink to the level of hotel, but when you live in a city that depends on tourism, that’s all there really is. Seeing as how 85% of the staff there goes to my college, it can’t be that horrible. And if it is, one of my sorority sisters recommended me the job so I can beat her up, and my roommate is working there now too so I can complain to her. It's in guest services, and after dealing with sorority complaints and plenty of other jobs with high profile complainers - I think I can handle it.

 

I’m moving in 35 days! THANK GOD. I can’t stand the house I am living in anymore. Mainly because the house is big, freezing, and we have a random obnoxious roommate that I would really like to punt off of one of the bridges. Our new place is a duplex. Its an old 6 bedroom house they converted so it has a really old-day characteristic, but they just replaced all of the flooring, windows and repainted the inside and are completely redoing the outside of the house. And the best part - HEAT IS FREE! No more 59 degrees in the dead of winter because we are too poor!!

 

As for the Irish guy - yes I am still seeing him... if you consider once every 2 weeks seeing each other. As you can see from above, I've been really busy and on top of all of that I had 2 weeks of midterm hell. His brother was in town for the last two weeks too, so it worked out well. I would have hated his poor brother to be pissed off because some American idiot girl wanting to take up his brothers time. You're only in America for a while! That’s another concern..... he’s only in America for a while.... he is only here until the middle of August. The more I see him - the more I want to see him. This whole two week thing has been working well for me... after seeing him, I really start to like him, but the longer I wait to see him the more I revert back to my weird dating self and re-evaluate the whole situation. Of course I would pick the guy that is only in the country for another three and a half months...

 

The Dirty Glass

By: DropKick Murphys

 

Murphy, Murphy darling dear I long for you now night and day.

Your pain was my pleasure your sorrow my joy

I fear now I've lost you to health and good cheer.

 

Darcy when I met you i was 5 years too young,

a boy beyond his age or so I'd tell someone.

 -Anyone who'd listen and a few who couldn't care

still I welcomed you with open arms my love I did share.

 

Darcy, Darcy darlin dear you left me dying,

crying there in whiskey, Gin and pints of beer

I fell for you my darling dear.

 

You shut me off then you showed me the door.

-But you always came crawlin back beggin me for more.

I showed you kindness a stool and a tab.

-Then you poured me my pain in a dirty glass.

Yeah you left him bloody battered penniless and poor.

-You know I often stopped to wonder how he made through my door.

With my brothers new non-duplicate registry I.D.

-Well you bit off more than you could chew the first day you met me.

 

 

Darcy Darcy darlin dear you left me dying

crying there in whiskey Gin and pints of beer

I fell for you my darling dear.

 

 

You weren't the first to court me mister you won't be the last.

-Oh I'm sure I wasn't honey I know all about your past.

Well listen to the big shot with his pager on call

you spent most of those nights in my bathroom stall.

-Yeah, you got him high but you left him low.

Mind your own business boy how was I to know

that he was just a fiend and a no good cheat.

-Well thats all in the past bitch cause now I got it beat.

As if trying to understand men and men's intentions weren’t hard enough, I somehow just made it harder on myself! I have a date on Saturday, and I don't know what to expect at all!! Help!

 

On St. Patrick’s Day I went out to a local Irish Pub for some festive green beer. I had my green beer, my green shirt, and was in an Irish Pub - I did my I finally had given my solute to my small fraction of Irish blood. I was standing around at a table with a couple of my friends and I overheard someone saying "You're Irish! Sweet!" Since everyone claims on March 17th that they are Irish, I completely ignored it and continued with my peanut throwing contest.

 

As the night went on, my group of friends dwindled inversely with how crazy the bar was getting. Somehow in the shuffle of the crowd I found myself talking to what I thought was a friend of a friend  - turns out he was a complete stranger, but seemed very nice, so I decided to get to know him a bit. The music was ear piercingly loud so I could barely hear what he was saying and I tried my best to read his lips and body language for his answers to my awkward small talk. I figured I would go with the classic, "Where are you from" question that every college student asks when they are forced into new social situations. I thought it was a joke at first, seeing the holiday and the pub we were at, but I clearly heard him say, "Ireland". I tried to laugh it off, but he wasn’t laughing back. I finally realized through the music that he had a very deep accent.

 

Yup - way to go idiot Lauren. As irony would have it, Dave is a study abroad student from Ireland currently attending the private college just up the hill from the college I attend. And yes- he does have a very HOT accent.

 

Long story short, he asked me to go out on a date this Saturday. I get so nervous going out on dates, especially with people I don’t know very well. Now I'm even more nervous seeing as how it is someone I randomly met (especially at a bar) and don't have common friends with. The longer I have had to think about it, the more nervous I'm getting! I'm not really familiar with Irish customs very well, so more and more questions are coming to mind. "Can he drive in this country", "What's their view on 'going Dutch' vs. the guy paying", "How do they act on dates", "What are guy's expectations when they go out with girls in Ireland"...

 

The list keeps going. Obviously I'm going to be myself, and I'm not going to do anything I don't want to. I already have half of my sorority sisters to agree with a "help text" incase things go bad and I need someone to swoop in and rescue me.

 

I am just really curious what other people think. Am I stupid for going out with someone from Ireland? Someone from Ireland, who is leaving in August. Someone from Ireland, who is leaving in a few months, who I met at a bar?!!!! Any tips for dating foreigners?!

 

 

valentinaxxx reminds us (yes, we needed a reminder, we're working today ) that today's is St. Patricks Day and shares some facts about the holiday:

"How well do you know your Irish history?  Have you kissed any Irish today?  Anyone care for some green beer?  Today is St. Patrick's Day.  First begun to celebrate the saint's feast day, it turned into the modern celebration of all things Irish when Irish immigrants in 1737 held the first St. Pat's parade in Boston.  Ever since then it's been a tradition for more than just the Irish, it's a fun time to welcome Spring and to honor our country's Irish immigrants by wearing green!"

What's everyone doing for St. Patrick's Day?

Ok this entry maybe a little long and go into all sorts of directions (I'm a little ADD today) so keep with me please.

First off, happy (early) St. Pactrick's Day. The one day of the year where everyone's Irish (but I actually am). I don't think I'm gonna be doing any celebrating though becasue I have stuff to do, you know, laundry and groceries and all that. Maybe I'll just have a beer  or two in honor of  all the good 'o' Irishmen.

At work,  I'm still at the station they demoted me to. I'm practicing my welding whenever I can so that I can get my old job back. I was making about five bucks more welding then I am now. But the plant is slowing down for a little while and one of the other plants in town (the company has like six) is being layed off.

Ok some of you may be wondering "what happened with me and Chelsea?". Well, the next day we texted a little and here's what was said:

Me: So I guess the cat's out of the bag now isn't it? That's what I get for finding smart women attracting

Chel: haha yea I guess so.

Me: I didn't expect anything to happen I just was sick of holding it in

Chel: well I hope now u at least have some closure to that and can find someone super duper awesome

Me:  ha ha yeah . I hope I just didn't make things too akward.

Chel: Ok no offense but I have known for like forever so things are totally that same for me probably even better since its out in the open now.

me: well good but I'm @ work and my breaks almost over

chel: k ttyl

Ok, so it's done and nothing happened and nothing (I think) changed. I'm not heartbroken or anything because I knew nothing could happen. If it had, awesome, but it is what it is.

Oh, I might be going to my folks for dinner tonight. And tomorrow I'm going to mass to see my cousins little girl, Rita, sing in a children's choir. For some reason my cousin's two kids, Rita age 9 and Thomas age 3, have decided to look up to me. Come on, I am so not a good role model. I mean I curse like a sailor, I'm a self-proclaimed ass hole, I drink and smoke. Come on, not role model material. Oh well, I guess it's kind of cool that they look up to me.

 

Mark