Poop.
Double Poop.
I feel a tad but lonely. Not like fully blown, I'm sitting-in-my-room-crying hating every minute lonely, but just like oh it would be nice to have someone to talk to lonely.
A friend was/is trying to visit me in November and just thinking about what we're gonna do and where we're gonna go out is sorta just making me sad because it makes me realise I don't really have anyone that I would go out with. I can't decide if coxing the men's team was a really bad idea. I think doing it at home would have been fine because I have all my amazing friends, but here I don't meet anyone coxing the men. They're all very nice, don't get me wrong, but it's not like I would call them up and ask them to hang out - it's just not like that w/ your boat. Or at least w/ a boat full of guys. I feel like maybe if I was on the women's team I would legit have friends? I dont even know.
Ok, I do have friends. I have international people I hang out with which is all fine and dandy, but I still would really like to meet some Irish people. I love the internationals, I mean at home I'm the one who always becomes friends with them, but here it's like it would be nice to have other friends as well.
As of now, I don't think there is a single person here I would stay in touch with and I guess thinking of it that way just makes me sad.
Well, here's another old pictures from Cobh. Or not. My computer and the internet hate me.
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