I Guess I'm a Little Behind

So I kinda forgot I had a blog (nbd, no one follows me XD ) but I was looking back and in March I had mentioned that I was going to Europe in June. Well, it's July, and it'd be weird for me to mention it once before it happened and then never again so this is me mentioning it again!

Yes, it was awesome. So many adventures. For example, on the third day of the trip, a girl had her debit card eaten by an ATM machine, never to be seen again. That same day, a group of us got lost in a graveyard and were consequently late for dinner by at least an hour. After dinner we went to the Eiffel Tower and we left around 12:30 am and to get back to our hotel we had to take a metro with 2 stops and then a tram. Well, we get to the metro station and half of us get on the wrong train. Going to opposite direction. Yes. And then when we finally meet up again and get to the tram station, we find out (it being 1am) that the tram has stopped running for the night. Yay. So we're stuck there for awhile until we randomly get a train that takes us to the same town. And then walking from the train station to the hotel (at 1:30am), our Mother Chaperon fell in a bush. "The night was just going way too smoothly!" That was great.

Another day, in Italy, a small group of us went skinny dipping the in Mediterranean at midnight....when a lightning storm rolled in. That was also very awesome. Though absolutely terrifying. I was NOT about to die naked in a foreign country. No sirree.   

And there are plenty more stories, I could write a book. Actually, I kinda did. I journaled every day I was there, no detail left out (besides the really detaily ones...).

It's certainly a trip I will remember for the rest of my life, and hopefully it's something that I can do again sometime. I met some amazing people on the trip that I will also never forget, and hopefully I won't lose contact with them.

The Problem With Being Single

So about a month ago I broke up with my long time (10 months) boyfriend. Our relationship had been really rocky for the last 6 months and I *finally* cut my losses and ended it like I should have right when things were starting to go wrong. But hey, I learned my lesson and that's all the matters. But now I'm facing another problem. The problem with being single.

See, when I was in the relationship, I hated it. Ok, *hate* is a strong word, but I really really didn't like it. I felt like I HAD to do these things like spend all my time with him, talk to him all the time, etc etc. Can't a girl get some me-time? No? Damn. So at first, being single was ah-mazing. FINALLY I could do what *I* wanted, whenever I wanted, and I didn't have to feel guilty about it.

Buuuut then I started to get lonely. Maybe I'm just boy crazy, but every attractive (and some not so attractive) male I walked by was suddenly the most eligible and desirable bachelor ever. Which made me reeeaaaallly want a boyfriend. Someone to looove and to be sappy with and all that good stuff. I mean, I REALLY want that.

But then I remember how much I disliked being in the last relationship I was in. And perhaps it's not *relationships* I have a problem with, it was just *that* one (as it was my first long, real, solid relationship) but now I'm tremendously conflicted. It's quite a conundrum. And, I suppose, one that every single female has to try to solve. At least some of us get lucky and find the right answer for ourselves. Wish me luck!