My excuse? Ireland almost froze me.

Obviously the timely documentation of Irish adventure was inevitably going to falter at some point. Sorry to prick you with that sharp end for an unacceptable period of days, yet hopefully by acknowledging my recent inconsistency, we can follow a road paved in my deepest and most sincere apologies for those closely following what now have been termed suspenseful […]

Maybe I need to resort my priorities…

Maybe Ron had a point when he famously noted Hermonine’s lack of concrete confidence in her priorities. If you may recall, prior to my arrival in the wonderful green isle of Ireland, capturing the heart of an Irish prince was number one on my Study Abroad Bucket List. Sure the shimmery ginger locks, and never faltering hospitality […]

The gift of gab is fab.

Could it be that I would desire such an attribute?…maybe one that I have already been attested to possess? When conversing with a quad of Irish lads on Friday[the previous evening], the gift of gab according to their Guinness heads entails you’ll speak twice as fast as your normal speak with the ability to always engage in […]

Come along where outcasts are cool.

Friday. “How many friends did you make tonight Annie? 400?”…”Mmm I’d be lying if I said more than 350.” Putting aside the fun and games of exaggerated extensions of my friendships made here at UL, coining myself as a social butterfly could in order. There really is no experience I have been submitted to in […]

‘Angel Lane’ wasn’t so heavenly.

But should I have expected anything more from a club associated with this name? Sure it blasted top chartered hits in the typical fashion of such a venue, yet what made it fall flat was in fact the lack of actual dancing. Within the center of the location, a sea of hormonal Irish lads and […]

The sun really exists!

Is my alarm really going off? I constantly pose this question at myself these mornings in Ireland for it seems I don’t place head to pillow until the late hours of the a.m. Must…wake…up…five more minutes. Strummm! Integrating myself into the Irish life style hasn’t been a far cry seeing that I constantly am being […]

What is this ‘education’ you speak of?

Yes, after an entire week of never ending activities, staying up until the wee hours of the mornin’, and having some good ole craic, we all quickly discovered that the shenanigans would have to eventually end…sort of. The Irish truly never stop partying and going out to the pubs. Literally every night; well Tuesday and […]

It all hits on Sunday.

Whoever coined the name, “Sunday Funday” seriously had some luck. I find when ever this week day rolls around, I accumulate a stream of anxiety through my system in anticipation for the procrastinated essentials I put on the back burner all week. I have attempted to suck up every ounce of Ireland in the never ending events, […]