Failte!

It's 3AM, and I've got class at 9, so of course I'm setting up a blog... Hello! Not sure what prompted me start this other than a need to have a place to generally rant, have a laugh, share moments of pure stupidity (mine and others), and try to figure out these crazy years they call your 20s.

I'm not sure who's reading this, or if anyone will, but I'll introduce myself for the one or two people who stumble upon my musings. NL, 25, future veterinarian at your service. I’m a Philly native currently living across the pond to gain the means of future employment, namely working my ass off to put the letters Dr. in front of my name in a few years. And putting myself into a debt large enough to rival the national deficit (okay, maybe not quite that much, but it sure feels like it). For any future veterinarians out there reading this, let me give you one piece of advice: win the lottery. Let’s see, other vital stats: 5’2" of Italian descent and mostly average looks unless I have 2 hours to spend primping, which I usually don’t. My saving grace is an athletic build thanks to good genes and seven years of competitive rowing. I’m a roll out of bed, throw on something clean, brush hair and teeth, and out the door kinda girl. In my "spare time", I catch up on sleep, read pretty much whatever I can get my hands on, row (natch), play basketball, and whatever else allows me to avoid studying. I hope that some of what I have to say at least makes you laugh. Now, as they say, on with the show.