Back to the regular life
Yeah, I know I've been quiet. Well, I just haven't had much energy for writing anything. Baww.
So, the summer is over. It went real fast, but that's nothing new. It's like the time goes faster and faster with every passing year. One lady once said it's a sign of getting older. What the hell, I don't get to be like this forever?
That's actually kind of scary thought sometimes.
We went to Dublin and it was awesome. I'm too lazy to write a novel about it here, so let's just say it was great and I'd like to go back. We mostly stayed in Dublin and visited the tourist attractions, but one day we went to the countryside and visited a Viking Festival. It was... Well, it was very interesting. It was really not what we had expected - as a matter of fact, it was rather small, but in the end, the journey was rather fun.
The hostel was great, too. It was really cheap and the people there were just absolutely amazing. Really, living in a hostel is much more awesome than staying in a real hotel.
In some ways, two weeks was much too short a time to spend there, but in the end it was great to come back home, too. I still can't decide what was the funniest part of the trip. Actually, I have to say it might have been the ride back from Helsinki. Imagine driving with three people in the middle of a night, on a mostly empty road and making these incredibly stupid yet enormously funny jokes... and then spontaneously bursting into a song.
Well, the summer's over and I am back at my place. Tomorrow I ought to go and start the studies for upcoming autumn. I need to organize stuff and things like that, but I think I'm going to borrow the first books for the next exam tomorrow and start studying - provided that I get the instructions about some exams. Damn, can the faculty of social science make everything hard...
Yeah. That's about it now.
So, the summer is over. It went real fast, but that's nothing new. It's like the time goes faster and faster with every passing year. One lady once said it's a sign of getting older. What the hell, I don't get to be like this forever?
That's actually kind of scary thought sometimes.
We went to Dublin and it was awesome. I'm too lazy to write a novel about it here, so let's just say it was great and I'd like to go back. We mostly stayed in Dublin and visited the tourist attractions, but one day we went to the countryside and visited a Viking Festival. It was... Well, it was very interesting. It was really not what we had expected - as a matter of fact, it was rather small, but in the end, the journey was rather fun.
The hostel was great, too. It was really cheap and the people there were just absolutely amazing. Really, living in a hostel is much more awesome than staying in a real hotel.
In some ways, two weeks was much too short a time to spend there, but in the end it was great to come back home, too. I still can't decide what was the funniest part of the trip. Actually, I have to say it might have been the ride back from Helsinki. Imagine driving with three people in the middle of a night, on a mostly empty road and making these incredibly stupid yet enormously funny jokes... and then spontaneously bursting into a song.
Well, the summer's over and I am back at my place. Tomorrow I ought to go and start the studies for upcoming autumn. I need to organize stuff and things like that, but I think I'm going to borrow the first books for the next exam tomorrow and start studying - provided that I get the instructions about some exams. Damn, can the faculty of social science make everything hard...
Yeah. That's about it now.