Happy Now?
Ok guys, I finally have an LJ. Now I'm a member of your little club of joy and no longer will get looks of shock and horror when I have to remind you at the dinner table, "I have no clue what poll you're referring to since I don't use LJ." (Please forgive any large grammar errors; I feel my IQ slipping away and need to get some serious writing done to get it back.)
Anyway, I'm writing this from John's living room. No, not from my expensive apartment with my friends in Cork, but from the leather couch of my future in-laws. There are several reasons behind this. First of all, I still haven't been able to connect to the network at Leeside Apts, so it would be quite difficult to post from there. Second, I'm pretty much living in the O'Donnell house due to my own desire to be with them rather than enduring cancelled classes and the pungent scent of vomit that surrounds the UCC campus during Rag Week. Plus, with Jei and Anna going to Dingle for the weekend, I'd be mighty lonely in the apartment.
I finally have my money! It took a full month, but I can now pay Anna and Jei back the money I owe them for groceries and buy my books, some socks, and my own groceries. Thankfully, the future preacher has been taking care of me up until now, so I haven't been suffering too much, but it'll be nice to not have to rely on anyone else for once. His family has been so sweet to me. His momma makes me hearty Irish breakfasts, full of rashers and potato waffles, and we get to finally have a chance at being something resembling a normal couple. It's been surprisingly difficult adjusting to being within driving distance of him. In some ways, it's harder to be so close to him and not be with him since we've spent the vast majority of our relationship with an ocean between us. I'm really thankful to have him though- I'd be back in Stanley Hall by now if not for John.
In case you haven't heard, I really wanted to come back classes began. Homesickness, poverty, some culture shock (yea, I know it's western Europe, but stuff really is different, especially when it comes to getting things done in a rapid fashion), and a large dose of family drama- my grandmother's condition has worsened and she's no longer able to communicate or function and is expected to pass away by the end of the week- really made Iowa sound better than Ireland. After hugs from the Anna Bear, chats with my mommy, and a little lovin' from John, I decided to stay, although I'm still wondering if I made a mistake by not being there to say good-bye to my grandma. I'll miss her so much, and it kills me to know that I won't even be able to speak at teh funeral.
There, you now have your update. Oh, and I don't have mono- just a combination of strep (spelling?) and a severe flu- but I do have a twisted ankle thanks to an irresponsible driver who clipped me as I was stepping onto a curb. Yea, I got hit by a car...
Anyway, I'm writing this from John's living room. No, not from my expensive apartment with my friends in Cork, but from the leather couch of my future in-laws. There are several reasons behind this. First of all, I still haven't been able to connect to the network at Leeside Apts, so it would be quite difficult to post from there. Second, I'm pretty much living in the O'Donnell house due to my own desire to be with them rather than enduring cancelled classes and the pungent scent of vomit that surrounds the UCC campus during Rag Week. Plus, with Jei and Anna going to Dingle for the weekend, I'd be mighty lonely in the apartment.
I finally have my money! It took a full month, but I can now pay Anna and Jei back the money I owe them for groceries and buy my books, some socks, and my own groceries. Thankfully, the future preacher has been taking care of me up until now, so I haven't been suffering too much, but it'll be nice to not have to rely on anyone else for once. His family has been so sweet to me. His momma makes me hearty Irish breakfasts, full of rashers and potato waffles, and we get to finally have a chance at being something resembling a normal couple. It's been surprisingly difficult adjusting to being within driving distance of him. In some ways, it's harder to be so close to him and not be with him since we've spent the vast majority of our relationship with an ocean between us. I'm really thankful to have him though- I'd be back in Stanley Hall by now if not for John.
In case you haven't heard, I really wanted to come back classes began. Homesickness, poverty, some culture shock (yea, I know it's western Europe, but stuff really is different, especially when it comes to getting things done in a rapid fashion), and a large dose of family drama- my grandmother's condition has worsened and she's no longer able to communicate or function and is expected to pass away by the end of the week- really made Iowa sound better than Ireland. After hugs from the Anna Bear, chats with my mommy, and a little lovin' from John, I decided to stay, although I'm still wondering if I made a mistake by not being there to say good-bye to my grandma. I'll miss her so much, and it kills me to know that I won't even be able to speak at teh funeral.
There, you now have your update. Oh, and I don't have mono- just a combination of strep (spelling?) and a severe flu- but I do have a twisted ankle thanks to an irresponsible driver who clipped me as I was stepping onto a curb. Yea, I got hit by a car...