So as I am sitting behind my computer listening to my music and thinking about the last week I realise that this will be my last blog from Ireland.
Have not been in work for the last week which lets face it, is brilliant!!
Had my goodbye party last friday and there were a good 20 people there, shame only 5 people I knew... Now this was of course a brilliant night, first I went to see a friends apartment and that place, omg, was amazing. Am very jealous, as we walked down to the pub I walked past my old and first apartment and picked up a chicken fillet role, how ill miss those! Basically it was a little trip down memory lane.
In the pub after a few beers I started to realise that "damnit I wont see these people for a while" but tried my best not to cry... I got yelled at by a guy who was in the female bathroom.... I told him to "atleast wash his hands" after using the LADIES ROOM, and he told me to go: "wash your face BITCH"... I didnt really know what to say and neither did any of the other girls in there but sure I thought it was funny anyways. Specially as there is never realy anything on my face I can wash. I am pretty sure freckles are there for life right?
Then people started going home and it was time for me to go and catch my bus, I failed miserable and ended up getting a taxi home from Heuston station to Kildare town. NOW for anyone wondering how much that would be and would it be worth it? NAH NAH NAH its not.... cost me 85 euros good thing I didnt get sick in the car because that would have added another 90 euros to my bill. Just for the record I didnt get sick at all.
Got to spend my last Paddys days which was spent with uncle Aidan so thats always a good one. Nothing weird though, sorry to disappoint my faithful readers, no falling down, no making "snow angels" on the ground, it was a pretty well behaved night. (dont be sad though, pretty sure the first week in Holland will give yous plenty of embarrassing (for me) storys).
As I am writing a long my cousin comes in and has to say goodbye because she wont be here tomorrow for our goodbye breakfast. Sad moments.
Yesterday as I was trying to wake up I got a call from and old colleague (week old) to say he was in town and if I wanted to go for coffee, now I said yes because we hadnt said goodbye yet. We ended up driving around the county and stopped wherever we thought we could get some good pics, he introduced me to a "fish-eye lens"brilliant little thing. I now want one. Nice and sunny day and probably the healthy-est thing Ive done in the last week!!
That was basically my last week here in Ireland. Of course there was/is (still) a lot of packing going on. Nothing fits in the cases so I might wear a lot of clothes. Marvin you might be looking for a round/fat lady coming out of the baggage hall.
Now things to look forward to back home? I have a job interview on Thursday, nothing fancy but sure it will do.
We have a summer trip to Italy to book and plan. Lots of plans to go to the gym and get the sexy beachbodys on, in all fairness we might just all end up looking like whales. I am lazy and I drag people down like that!!
Go out with the gang and just continue where we left off. Have to find one of the girls a boyfriend. I am good in embarrassing my friends too so shouldnt be that much of a problem to walk up to a guy and tell him about my pretty friend in the corner.
There are concerts to go to and festivals to try and get tickets for (that is wishful thinking btw).
But most of all what I want to be doing is travel around, go see other countries with the wonderful boyfriend, get sunburned (probably A LOT), get lost, end up sleeping in the car. All of these things are possible when youre me!!
Basically this post is a mess, sorry about that, so much stuff in my mind and things to be sad about but things to look forward to. Anyway next post will be from the flatlands but Ill still write them in English, no worries there.
Slán
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