....Hi?

I fail at the internet lately. If you've caught me online at any point, that was probably the only time that whole day I was about.

So what can I say! I've just finished my second week of classes and I think I've picked my option class (oh my god, so hard to choose!), which is Literature and Violence-- even if this IS the class that requires me to sit around for 4 HOURS on Thursday afternoons with nothing else to do!! I've gotten to be pretty good friends with some of the people in my course though, and we have this really wicked common room that's entirely yellow and oh-so-comfy with tea that I now apparently LIKE (...what is happening to me oh my god), so it's not so bad, really. Yesterday was completely soused in literature for me because of the two classes, that break (where we talked shop) and then when I went out to Murphy's (fourth night running! The owner said I'm winning brownie points and I'm sad I won't be there tonight. ;_;), Alex and I spent the whole time talking literature AS WELL.

Guys. HE KNOWS PRUFROCK AS WELL AS I DO. NO ONE CAN QUOTE PRUFROCK LIKE I CAN, EXPECT APPARENTLY ALEX. Oh man, it was good times. Like a stare down waiting for the other to mess up and then cracking uppppp. Excellent.

I'm slowly getting ready to head to Cork for the night/morning so I can take my GRE Subject test (puuuuke, whyyyyy?!) and spend an ass-load on train fare. Bleeegh. I had to sit here and figure out exactly HOW TO GET TO THE STATION too, which was fun times (I got it worked out, it involves either a lot of walking or two tram lines or a combination, but I think I'm lazy and it's cold).

As mentioned previously, four nights running at Murphy's, mostly because it's nice, local and sociable. I never have more than two pints (except wednesday where I had my two pints on top of god-knows-how-much wine and had to be propelled home. Wednesdays are not good for me. Stop it with the wine receptions, GSU! You make me drunk. ;_;)

I was talking to mom last night and in conjunction with conversations here, I'm going to try my damnedest to get back for Christmas hols. Basically NO ONE will be here and we have a decent-sized break so I'd really like to, yanno, go home. Where it's warm.

I really am adjusting to that! A little. It's getting COLDER which I'm not at all sure I'm okay with. Also, the bank is a pain in my assss, I need them to mail me my account number so I can deposit my refund so I can register with the Garda by the 24th but THEY REFUSE TO SEND IT TO ME. Megan's gonna have to choke a bitch or something if it's not here by Monday. Tuesday (bank hol on monday, I think) I will be IN THEIR MAIN BRANCH GOING WTF GUYS NEED ACCOUNT NOW PLS?

There are a lot of parentheses in this entry.

....Hi?

I fail at the internet lately. If you've caught me online at any point, that was probably the only time that whole day I was about.

So what can I say! I've just finished my second week of classes and I think I've picked my option class (oh my god, so hard to choose!), which is Literature and Violence-- even if this IS the class that requires me to sit around for 4 HOURS on Thursday afternoons with nothing else to do!! I've gotten to be pretty good friends with some of the people in my course though, and we have this really wicked common room that's entirely yellow and oh-so-comfy with tea that I now apparently LIKE (...what is happening to me oh my god), so it's not so bad, really. Yesterday was completely soused in literature for me because of the two classes, that break (where we talked shop) and then when I went out to Murphy's (fourth night running! The owner said I'm winning brownie points and I'm sad I won't be there tonight. ;_;), Alex and I spent the whole time talking literature AS WELL.

Guys. HE KNOWS PRUFROCK AS WELL AS I DO. NO ONE CAN QUOTE PRUFROCK LIKE I CAN, EXPECT APPARENTLY ALEX. Oh man, it was good times. Like a stare down waiting for the other to mess up and then cracking uppppp. Excellent.

I'm slowly getting ready to head to Cork for the night/morning so I can take my GRE Subject test (puuuuke, whyyyyy?!) and spend an ass-load on train fare. Bleeegh. I had to sit here and figure out exactly HOW TO GET TO THE STATION too, which was fun times (I got it worked out, it involves either a lot of walking or two tram lines or a combination, but I think I'm lazy and it's cold).

As mentioned previously, four nights running at Murphy's, mostly because it's nice, local and sociable. I never have more than two pints (except wednesday where I had my two pints on top of god-knows-how-much wine and had to be propelled home. Wednesdays are not good for me. Stop it with the wine receptions, GSU! You make me drunk. ;_;)

I was talking to mom last night and in conjunction with conversations here, I'm going to try my damnedest to get back for Christmas hols. Basically NO ONE will be here and we have a decent-sized break so I'd really like to, yanno, go home. Where it's warm.

I really am adjusting to that! A little. It's getting COLDER which I'm not at all sure I'm okay with. Also, the bank is a pain in my assss, I need them to mail me my account number so I can deposit my refund so I can register with the Garda by the 24th but THEY REFUSE TO SEND IT TO ME. Megan's gonna have to choke a bitch or something if it's not here by Monday. Tuesday (bank hol on monday, I think) I will be IN THEIR MAIN BRANCH GOING WTF GUYS NEED ACCOUNT NOW PLS?

There are a lot of parentheses in this entry.