Back in Minnesota. Trying to cope with being apart from my Irish friends whilst coping with being with my American mates. I have found that this separation of life is not exactly as easy as I thought it would be. Whilst I'm in MN, I'm Lorilei, the Irish Ex-Pat, the girl from Uni and such. And when I'm in Ireland, I'm the American girl. I really, really hope that I can lose the labels and just be done with it. Now there are a few amazing people who have seen past this labeling system and for that I love them.

It's a problem that you have when most of the people you've gradated school with have never even left the state and BAM, you're living abroad in a faraway place called Ireland.

It's a simple truth I've come to realize this week. Some people never change, but the places around us always do. I guess that explains why some people in my past will never face up to me. Even after 4 years of not speaking. Seriously, can't even be bothered to just hang out with loads mutual friends for a few hours over a few pints. Wow. And to think told me I'd never get out of that shit hole.

Maybe in 4 years. Maybe after you and half our class is divorced, I am finally get some credit for not being a lemming and just being myself. Happy and unattached, living on the opposite side of the globe.