Lublin to Dublin. (Looblin to Dooblin?)
Okay, so we are leaving from Łódź, but I couldn't resist the potential for Cabin Pressure joke. (And Lublin is close enough, so there.) Yes, this is a post, I've been planing to do for ages now and since we leave in a week, I think it's probably time to actually finally do it.
We (my uni friends: Maria and Ula, and obviously me) are leaving for Dublin on 25th June. We plan on getting some summer work there, though online applications failed us. (Just as online search for a place to stay.) So we're basically leave with short to no plans at all. (Besides the very vague ones that we want to work, Ula and I probably until October, Maria a month shorter.) (To be fair, unless I find and awesome job, I'd love to cut my trip short as well, because, while I need the money, I'm me and spending three free months working and living with other people may snap my very weak patience and self control.)
Normally I'd never go for such a trip without having anything sure there. Not because it'd scare me off, but because I could simply not afford a trip for work that wouldn't at least pay for itself. (My great hope is that I actually earn enough money to fix my teeth, but it's always my great hope and so far it brought me nothing, so there's that.) However Ula has also a shop in which she sells video games, so basically, if she fails to find a job, she will be buying and selling games like she already did on previous visits to Ireland. To calm me down as I started to panic that no one will hire me and we will all die, she promised I could work with her on that whole game buisness, so at least I will get enough money to go back home and pay the girls back. (Because of course I don't have enough money for the whole trip and I will be borrowing cash from Maria and Ula.)
Things I'm excited about:
Things I'm seriously freaking out about:
I can't help but notice the freaking out list is longer. Then again, I am pretty pessimistic. Not in the "everything will go to hell!" way, but more "you can't even imagine all the ways it can go to hell, let me tell you about them!"
We (my uni friends: Maria and Ula, and obviously me) are leaving for Dublin on 25th June. We plan on getting some summer work there, though online applications failed us. (Just as online search for a place to stay.) So we're basically leave with short to no plans at all. (Besides the very vague ones that we want to work, Ula and I probably until October, Maria a month shorter.) (To be fair, unless I find and awesome job, I'd love to cut my trip short as well, because, while I need the money, I'm me and spending three free months working and living with other people may snap my very weak patience and self control.)
Normally I'd never go for such a trip without having anything sure there. Not because it'd scare me off, but because I could simply not afford a trip for work that wouldn't at least pay for itself. (My great hope is that I actually earn enough money to fix my teeth, but it's always my great hope and so far it brought me nothing, so there's that.) However Ula has also a shop in which she sells video games, so basically, if she fails to find a job, she will be buying and selling games like she already did on previous visits to Ireland. To calm me down as I started to panic that no one will hire me and we will all die, she promised I could work with her on that whole game buisness, so at least I will get enough money to go back home and pay the girls back. (Because of course I don't have enough money for the whole trip and I will be borrowing cash from Maria and Ula.)
Things I'm excited about:
- possibility of earning money, more money than I could earn here over the summer,
- Getting better at English (and finding out if I can actually communicate in English in real life),
- first time going abroad,
- first time on a plane,
- new things and experiences I am completely unprepared for,
- Ireland? I guess? First visited country could be way worse. :P
- Proving to everyone that I can do it.
I am told I was actually on a plane once? But a) it was a small thing that flew tourists over the town, b) I was too young to remember it. (Though I've seen a pic, so it did happen. And apparently I kept my cool, according to my mum who was freaking the hell out.)
Things I'm seriously freaking out about:
- Not having proper Internet connection and falling behind with watching Teen Wolf,
- being financialy dependant on my friends, whom I know for less than a year and therefore don't trust so much,
- not getting any job, while my friends do, Ula failing on her promise to help me out, me ending up in so many debts I will never pay them off and I will go to jail and finish my degree there and I'm pretty sure they don't have my major and... Actually, in jail I'd be fed and had a place to stay, so that's probably not so bad... (It is possible my imagination run away from me on this one, but debts are a serious worry.)
- Due to spending too much time, while stressed, with my friends I may end up hating them. And I'm moving in with one of them after we come back. So, yeah.
- Failing to finish anything assigned by my uni to do durring summer,
- first time going abroad, (I mean, what if I hate it? Or worse: what if I love it so much I won't want to live in Poland anymore?!),
- failing at real life speaking English,
- learning that I hate flying,
- new things and experiences I am completely unprepared for,
- proving everyone right in the fact that I, in fact, can't do it and suck at life in general.
I can't help but notice the freaking out list is longer. Then again, I am pretty pessimistic. Not in the "everything will go to hell!" way, but more "you can't even imagine all the ways it can go to hell, let me tell you about them!"