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I was going to delete this damn thing because I did not want to spend any time on the internet while I am in Ireland. Much to my surprise, I have plenty of spare time around the apartment. Classes, much like in London, are total bullshit, which is wonderful.
P.S. I'm in Dublin now. I like it. I don't want to come home in May.
I just got back from Cork, which was a lovely trip. I cannot wait to go back to Ipswich next month, and Scotland next week. The roommates are ok. They are two French boys who are assisting me with my french, and I am helping them with their English. I just have to remember not to come out of the bathroom in a towel or nekkid. Though it wouldn't be so mortifying for me, I do like to spare people of nightmares as much as possible.
I've met many new and wonderful people so far, and I hope this continues. The Irish are wonderful people themselves. The hate President Bush as much as I do, and they have no shame. Gotta love those dirty old Irishmen, heh.
Ireland has turned me into an alcoholic. I've fallen in love with Bulmers, Guinness, and Smithwicks. It's always fun going out to the pubs. I can't believe I've already been here for 6 weeks.
I'm off to bed. It's very late, and I can't write too well with Smithwicks in me and being sleep deprived.
Good night/day/afternoon.
P.S. I'm in Dublin now. I like it. I don't want to come home in May.
I just got back from Cork, which was a lovely trip. I cannot wait to go back to Ipswich next month, and Scotland next week. The roommates are ok. They are two French boys who are assisting me with my french, and I am helping them with their English. I just have to remember not to come out of the bathroom in a towel or nekkid. Though it wouldn't be so mortifying for me, I do like to spare people of nightmares as much as possible.
I've met many new and wonderful people so far, and I hope this continues. The Irish are wonderful people themselves. The hate President Bush as much as I do, and they have no shame. Gotta love those dirty old Irishmen, heh.
Ireland has turned me into an alcoholic. I've fallen in love with Bulmers, Guinness, and Smithwicks. It's always fun going out to the pubs. I can't believe I've already been here for 6 weeks.
I'm off to bed. It's very late, and I can't write too well with Smithwicks in me and being sleep deprived.
Good night/day/afternoon.