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Sunday, November 19th, 2006
11:48 pm	I'm going to be living in ypsi for winter break. dec 18th to the jan 8th. Gregory and huron river dr. Its right next to EMU. Thats far. BUt its right across from a bus stop. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, October 23rd, 2006
3:50 pm	HowManyOfMe.com There are: 115 people with my name in the U.S.A. How many have your name? (Comment on this)
Sunday, September 24th, 2006
1:18 am	carla I feel ya. I just don't like being here though. And the whole real world thing, well I'm delaying it really since I'm applying for the peacecorps. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Monday, August 7th, 2006
2:10 am	I got my old cell phone number back. (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, July 18th, 2006
1:24 am	europe travels 15th -18th of may So its a month after I've gotten back and I still haven't put up my journal from traveling here goes. everthing is verbatim from my journal cuase I don't remember. THE 15TH of MAY Went to noting hill which had a bunch of chairty shops but I couldn't find the flower show I had read was going on in a travel book. I also couldn't find shoes or a london t-shirt / cool soveiner. portobello rd was near by but nothing was open it was a monday. no market sadly. I could only sing the song in my head. cute area though. I should have taken a picture of the houses much different from dublin. looked a lot like san francisco. the windows domed out and there were little yards, they were all white, and looked very skinny. the rest of this day is in my previous entry. THE 16TH of MAY Got off at the london bridge stop to see the globe. Got a little lost on the way there. it was a nice area though along the thames. Went through the globe musuem. The building was built to be an exact duplicate of the original though not in the orignal spot but near by. The materials that were used and the buidling process was as close to the orginal as it could be for safty. Though the bars on the railings were painted to look like marble which I found strange but thats probably how it was. I found out i could see a show therelater that night and got a ticket for the penny stinkards seat, yard standing. Then I went to the tate there was a exhibit called surealism poetry and dream. most of the famous surealist pieces were there. Dali (lobster telephone), tanguy, rothko, miro, manray (iron with nails), duchamp (only pics of ready mades), ernst, beckmann, pollock, arp, monet water lillies which was spectacular. I take back what I said about him eariler. Went to camden for charity shops got to go to a couple stores before everthing closed and a market. there were mostly hot topic-ish ones. Back to the globe for the show, Coriolanus, -(i'm looking at the ticket).I didn't know the story. Jacobite staging and women were in it which sucked cause I wanted to see elizabethan. stayed for 40 mins then had to go because I was so ill, and in pain from my feet. I saw a sword fight, bloodshed, some good jokes so I was good. I fucked up a couple times going back which also sucked. I had a watermelon bicardi breezer at launch and offically told like them too bitter. kyle does. 2 cashiers didn't understand me. did I not speak loudly enough or was it the accent? I discovered I don't like most british accents they just sound trashy I like the irish much more. (COme to top up your tan?) Though the kids sound like the artful doudger. THE 17TH OF MAY Saw greenwich, and the queens house wanted internet. Meet carla at 2 we both forgot exactly what time we were supposed to meet. I spotted her easily at the escalator to the eurostar entrance. we went to West Minster (not minister)casue we had time. it was three blocks away or so. everytime we asked a question and carla asked a lot,the guides/curators who were priests told us the queen mum and the prince of wales had been there eailer for a knighting. charles darwin, lewis carrol, mary queen of scots, a couple of the henry's, issac newton were all buried there. and a tribute to shakespeare though he might have been buried there? and to oscar wild which I thought was strange. the blasphemer. The cielings were amazing like 3 dimentional spider webs there what I think of when I think of west minister. We got kinda lost on the way back to waterloo train station. carla got held up at security even though I still had my pepper spray. I was slightly baffled at the boarding plate form being above us. I wasn't sure if I was in the right pre pre boarding area. I didn't really sleep on the trip to nord station, paris. We took the metro to our hostel called aloha. Felt real ill, feet in pain and naussous. Hostel sucks thin walls, noisy, sink in room, no soap in bathroom, only one key, locked out 11am to 5pm, curfew 2am. (this is what I wrote at the time but after staying in other hostels it really wasn't that bad). We got a four bed room and next to the courtyrad which had a tv bar attached. but I never saw our roomates for that night. Carla told me that greenwich is where 0 by 0 latitude longitude, there is some speical name for it. Its where the measurement of time starts. she wanted to go to the spot but we went to west minister instead. I think the green beem i saw at night originated from the 0 by 0 spot. MAY 18TH FIRST DAY IN PARIS woke up at 10 and missed the hostel breakfast and was surprised that we had because I thought carla would want to get an early start. I had a baggett with free promotional cheese at a small bakery down the street. sat outside in a small piazza across the way and ate it and watched the cute parisain nieghborhood full of people and small shops flow around us. It was soo french. We went to the palace of versailles outside of paris. Absolutley huge, gaudious place I've ever seen. THough it is supposed to be the most decorated palace in europe. It was baiscally empty, the french had sold off all the furniture after the revolution. The paintings that were there people had given back. The palace looked over huge lovely gardens, so european, with ponds, reflecting pools, and nealty shaped hedges. It looked like the palace had been built on a hill and they had cut away into the rock to form the bottom layer but you couldn't see any remnence of the hill. It just didn't make sense that they could construct a building that high during the times. Then we went back into town on the metro and went to notre dame. When we got up to the street I saw the metro exit we came from was the one I thought gaudi did that I saw in DC. The guy who did them was hector guimard. ND was free though i don't remember the inside of it. I think I have a picture. I definelty don't have any from within west minister cause you weren't allowed. ND the finest example of a gothic cathedral in europe i think. Carla went back to the hostel. I walked around ND saw the siene, got shoes knock off high top chucks, found an internet cafe, and got back to the hostel decently easy. Had dinner at a lebannese place a real dinner my first since IES took us to dinner. We walked to the effeil tower around 9:30. Loved it! gorgious and unwordly all lit up and massive standing beneath it is one of my most vivid memories, and favorite.it looked like a giant squid enveloping you in its vibrant tenicles, like deep sea creatures lights. We left just as the light show started it was guady, like a sorastitutes cequin dress or fake glitter. 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Monday, May 15th, 2006
8:09 pm	London part II and end of dublin So I can't find how to edit my last entry so this is london part two. And the reason why I'm writing again today is because I found a internet cafe thats 2 hours for a pound where as its only 20min for a pound at the hostel. Also I'm in Camden and its cool looking in all but everything is closed. So I might hang out and check out some of the places saex told me about maybe not. I love this place I'm at right now. I think I might right my papers here. Well if its open late. don't know. So my last days in dublin. I didn't have time to right it down. But now since I'm really tired and was kinda ill earlier and there is nothing else to do I might as well write it down before I forget. I am now hell bent on getting better shoes because I'm pretty sure the knock-off samba's I'm wearing are the source of my feet being in quite excruciating pain. So dublin... I didn't end up going to the ring of kerry. When I look back I didn't go to a lot of place I wanted too. George's, places like Sligo and donneygaul, christ church, brazen head, the mez, more scenic stuff, I know that there was more. I finally saw Emily at Johnny's house on the 8th. It was decently easy to get there. THough there was a guy who was staring hard at me on the bus and got off on the same stop as me and when I went up the street that was on the left side of the grassy hill he was staring at me from the top of the right side and that was creepy. Johnny's is right by the wicklow apartments which were very upscale looking from the outside. Johnny's place was okay white and a little narrow but typical. Me and emily had tea before we went to dundrum shopping center. then came back and had more tea with Johnny and Will which I thought was a lot of tea. I learned I knew word too minky=icky. and once again that Irish people can't iceskate, so I did remember correctly. I was definitely awkward conversation for bits, long silences. At one point when we were talking I managed to loose them because I started talking about rosa parks and the civil rights movement. And I forgot that they probably wouldn't know that much about it. Will didn't know who outkast was which I thought was strange though Johnny knew. I did finally got down leeson to herbert park and walked along the dodder on like the 10th. I found a nice grocery store down there and another place that sold my swedish cider. The 11th or so me and Jill followed the dodder down to the docks of the grand canal. Then we successfully wandered toward the sea. I wanted to follow the liffey to the sea but there was industrial stuff in the way. When we got to the shore it was quite a site the tied was out and the shore stretched for perhaps two miles. We walked it though to see the waves. Jill kept commenting about these piles coiled sand that were everywhere. We found a couple dead crabs. The sea must have come all the way to where we first saw the beach because there were decently fresh wave marks. My knock off chucks got all wet and sandy and thats why I didn't take them to london. I did all my laundry on the 12th which was a mistake cause not all of it dried. I had to have Jill take my stuff to the guys next store for storage hopefully I'll be able to get it back without a problem. I was quite stressed about that before I left. The last day I was in dublin was all business. getting pounds, I did try to find a dublin shirt and a football shirt for luis, dropping off my IES stuff, writing kerry's postcard, finding a travel bag (a cool 80's puma one), working on the doha paper which i'm still not done with, nor the religious right. I procrastinate. I packed on my last night and am quite proud of myself I fit 25 days of clothing, a full towel, a sleeping bag, tioletries, my purse, makeup stuff and an umbrella into my normal size backpack and my normal size puma gym bag. And I have underwear for everyday so I don't have to do laundry. Though I have detergent. I didn't see nora before I left oh well. On my last day at EBS shamus didn't realize it was my last day so thankfully he didn't tell the class to say goodbye to me like he did to sheena. Though when I reminded him some girl started talking to me about how I was getting out of the exam. That was like the 3rd time I talked to someone in that class. Current Mood: mellow Current Music: suzie (boy kill boy?) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
11:18 am	In london I'm in Greenwich. which is pronouces grenich. Carla I went by the waterloo station the other day so I know how to get there. My hostel (st christopher's)is right around the corner from a overground train/ subway thing. The 13th I flew into stansted by ryan air which wasn't bad at all except for the wobbly stair when we arrived. I made it to the airport just in time. It was easy to get from stanted to my hostel. though it cost me like 19£. After I arrived in the hostel my key card kept malfunctioning but it got sorted out. Afterwards I walked around greenwich and went through greenwich park which is a world heritage site goregious and past all the museums and the queens house which I don't know. There is a observatory at the top of the park which at night shoots out a green lazer that goes across the city why I don't know. I went to trafulgar tavern at night which is famous becuase people like dickens wrote about it. I got a scrumpy jack (cider) it was realy good better than bulmers. I'm well except my for eye infection which is getting better but I have horrible blisters on my feet which I think are coming from my shoes. The 14th I got on the overground and to go to charing cross station a bam 15 min later in Trafulgar sq. I went to the national gallery which is in the square, they had sueart swimmers by the beach which looked like a sculpture it was bewitching, degas, cassett, losts of monet which weren't to impressive up close like irises, and the bridge over the pond, manet, van eyck (the one in desperate housewifes/ see everywhere, Van gogh the sun flowers and the chair and a couple others, Renoir, Pissero?, one or two picassos not the good ones though which LACOMA has, William turner who I'm finding I like more and more, especailly the one next to speed time and smoke? I think is the name. I went to convent gardens next which is actaully a mall which I didn't know. I got a little lost on the way there but only for like 10 mins. I actaully neviagted very well around london. I went through SoHo which is also looking like a gay district, piccadilly circus which is like time sq, down regent street passed huge creme buidlings to the mall with St james park in front of me and the Admirality Arch to my left. Walking down the mall my mother called me cuase its mother's day, past st james park to buckingham palace which I though would be more colorful. there were tow goards on duty damn were they still. Though I did see one walk just like a toy solider would. then went through green park, went through the divide between kensington gardens and hyde park past the serpentine (lake) where there were shit loads of roller balders and even a gang of them dancing to a boom box. I turned to see Albert memorial which didn't look like any other monument in the city and royal albert hall then I walked on to kensington palace. Took a bus back to trafulgar cause it was a long walk but then decided to go down and see big ben all lit up. Very beautiful. Westminster right across the street wasn't lit up much though which was too bad. Though I don't know if I realized it was westminister at the time cause it looks like church and its smaller then I htought it would be. Then I walked along the thames past the london eye and the london aquarium and several huge pretty buidlings that I didn't recongnize. I could see St pauls' cathedral in the distance though. There was an obelisk from egypt randomly with sphinx'a on both sides. I ovre shot charing cross station by like 5 blocks so got lost a bit but found my way back fine (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Saturday, May 6th, 2006
2:18 am	seven days left I walked around Dublin today with a camera and actually took pictures. I finally got to the Iveagh Gardens which were quite secluded. I walked down the Liffey to the Grand Canal and tried to follow it back to Leeson. I passed a bunch of travellers’ caravans on the way. It was really nice around the area where the Grand Canal meet the liffey. There was a river right behind the Liffey to that I didn’t know was there. It ended up that it was the dooder river that went straight and it was the grand canal that parallelled the Liffey for a bit then cornered to the left. I went straight down the dodder. Gorgeous old bridges on the way. I meet a woman who told me how to get back to the Grand Canal. It was easy. So I basically followed it back to Leeson from the Liffey. The canal goes amongst some large office buildings when gets close to the Liffey so I probably wouldn’t have been able to follow it all the way any way. It was a beautiful day. I ate lunch on the Liffey. I’m talking to Mary on AIM right now. I talked to Kerry earlier. And she’s going to be in town for my birthday which made me very happy because otherwise the only person who was going to be in town was Carson and I don’t even now that for sure. Also Sara’s going to be back the 10th of June which is good. Last class in EBS there was a girl who talked like the fat snobby mouse from Fiffel. I didn’t think anyone actually had that accent. She said Sarwaw was the name of her co-presenter. Whee are gowing to have a whally. I watched podge and rodge tonight. The had the top curses in Ireland. 1st Gobshite, 2nd Fecking Eegit, 3rd Arse Monger. And apparently mickey = dick. And another curse is mickey lover. And gee does = vagina. Though with gee bag I’m not sure if directly related to douche bag probably the worse meaning though. Still a bunch of things said that I didn’t quite get. Like dirtier than christina’s aguilar’s cats after a splitz or something that sounded like that, I get the cats but not the 2nd part. I as of tomorrow I got seven days left. I still got 2 EBS classes. I got to finish the Doha paper and the rise of the religious right paper before the 13th when I leave for London. And I gotta pack and see how to store my stuff. I want to go to the Ring of Kerry before I leave but I don’t know if I’ll have time. It’s a route along the cost of county Kerry with amazing cliffs. Current Mood: awake Current Music: I wanna dance with somebody (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Tuesday, May 2nd, 2006
12:38 am	travel plans Remember: To meet Carla at the waterloo train station ticket office in London at 2pm and get the tickets for 4pm. The final plan is as follows: 17-20 nights in paris. Train to Barcelona night of 21th. 22-26 nigths in Barcelona. Fly on the 27 may, at 6:30 - 7:45am? probably to Rome. 27-31 nights in Rome. Carla leaves early on the 1st of june and I leave with sara probably to florence. I NEED TO GET TICKETS TO THE DRESDEN DOLLS CONCERT AND TALK TO SARA. I went to foiley's on Saturday night, it was grand. There was tons of people and drunk old people. They sang black velvet band, it was the only song I knew. I found out that the dropkick Murphey's sing a cover of finnegan's wake. I went shopping today in the Stephen's Green Shopping center. I got an my euro trash shirt. Its by a company that makes all of its stuff by hand. I found that Schuh has a store in dublin. I had to look the name up for the correct spelling. I found the brand name in galway. They have some of the most hideous shoes I've ever seen, euro trash to the max. I don't even think people would have worn them in the 80's. I went shopping in Temple bar too which I didn't even know had shops but it was like 4th ave in Tucson. Its a good thing that it rains a decent amount here cause there is dog shit and puke everywhere. I don't think I've ever seen or ever will see as much puke on the sidewalks as I've seen in Dublin. I've seen more dogs without leashes than I've seen with them. I guess the garda give a damn. It doesn't rain as much as I thought it would nor does it rain hard. You would have to walk for a while before you were soaked. Where as in Ann Arbor you could just cross the street. They call tomato sauce, bologese sauce or something like that here and in the UK. Jill told me that one. My lap top has basically died. The power cord is slightly busted you can see the silver coming out at the end. The keyboard stopped working a couple days ago. And now it won't go past the toshiba screen. The only thing I really need on it is my music. I'll be pissed if I can't get at it. Current Mood: drained Current Music: finnegan's wake DM (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, April 28th, 2006
10:27 pm	fuck UNited Airways So Yesterday I called the Untied Airways place back to get the price on my changed ticket. They told me I never changed it and since the departure date had past my ticket was now worthless, fucking bastards. It’s probably due part way them not speaking very good English. So I’m going to get a ticket from Dublin maybe to Chicago for 360$ which ain’t bad. My parents are going to pick me up on the way from Tucson. I don’t know if I’m flying out of Dublin yet it depends on if I can leave my stuff here with my roommates. Jude Emailed me back surprisingly fast. He might have a friend who could get me a ticket deal. He’s moving back to Ann Arbor which was news too me. I’m waiting to here back from Mary. Nora keeps hounding me about your roommate Jill. She likes her me not particularly. I just can’t like a person who says shit like “that’s so gay,” talks like a valley girl and really is the definition of a sorostitute. I found a new area in Dublin I really like it’s a street to the left of Grafton from the green. Cobbled street little shops and restaurants, historic buildings and quaint. I only got one more thing to due before I’m done with school. A 1200 word paper on the Doha WTO round. Sheena’s last day at EBS was yesterday, our presentation went okay. I forgot my notes so it could have gone better. I didn’t really learn anything about Egypt though. Current Mood: calm Current Music: heart & soul (in my head sadly) (Comment on this)
Sunday, April 23rd, 2006
7:04 pm	IES is OVer It wasn’t true about good Friday to Easter most things were open you just couldn’t buy boos at most places. I went to the 1916 parade I was standing in front of the old parliament building. It was the first parade since 1972 that was a military parade. It kept stopping and starting where I was. I stayed to see the tanks. I couldn’t’ hear the declaration read at the GPO which was supposed to be broadcaster over speakers lining the street, they didn’t work where I was. I just went to the national gallery. It was kinda small though I didn’t see it all. I only saw the modern stuff. The portrait gallery was great, wolfe tone, eamonn de valera, bono, james joyce, yeats, Countess Markavitz, Evie Howne( artist) , swift, Shamus Heaney(poet) , Gay Burne (broadcaster) were all there. O’Connell wasn’t though and I don’t think the main seven 1916 revolutionaries were either. There was a section with Jack Yeats work. I didn’t know WB’s brother was a painter, impressionist work, and dramatist. The whole Yeats family is quite famous. John Yeats the father was a painter, the sisters Lilly and Elizabeth were artist embroiders which is an Irish tradition, WB of course the writer, and his daughter Anne was also a painter. Mary Sawzy is a name I should remember and Gerald Dillion both Irish I believe. I moved into 88 garden yesterday. There are several other people living here at the moment due to IES ending on the 21st. A couple left today but three or so are staying for the next couple days. A ton of people are leaving there stuff here which I probably will do too. The place is a lot bigger than 87 but its defiantly shabbier, feels much more like a college apartment. And everybody’s stuff is everywhere. It’s kinda gross especially in the kitchen. There’s hardly any silver ware or bowls and the fridge is packed with random shit. One good thing is that we got everybody who moved out’s left over food so there’s a bunch of stuff in the pantry. Though considering how many people are living here at the moment 8, it’s probably not that much food. It pissed me off that my new roommates didn’t tell me that all these people were going to be staying in our apartment but they’re not around much and my rooms in the back. And kiki got mad at me for this but now she’s gone so woo hoo though she’ll be back for day next week. Natalie’s gone for good. It is now decently constant beautiful weather in Dublin now. I can go out just wearing one shirt. Today was a rugby match between Munster (mid south) and Leinster (Dublin) counties. There were tons of people along the street. When sheeva and I were walking to the gallery we went around Merrion square and there were people selling paintings along the sidewalk. I wanted to get an etching of Dublin but they were all really expensive, 220 €. Nora had to show me how to out in that euro symbol. I got Morpheus the other day and have been done loading like mad. I’m now obsessed with November Rain. I’m running out of things to download mostly because I always forget what I want in music. I got it last week which was bad because I had to study for too many finals and was downloading instead. I think I did okay. I found out that the D2/D4 border is definelty Dublin’s number one red light district. I had to look at world sex guides, which rated red light districts and escort services online for the project which was for Irish communal Identity. Not exactly a nice experience, people are crude and ridiculous. So come tomorrow I am done with IES only got two papers left though they are late. I didn’t get to go to the final dinner, or play or meetings because I was too busy with finals, oh well. I also didn’t get to say goodbye to Kerry and others which kinda sucked. My parents might selling their house in Tucson and moving to Ann Arbor to Geddes Lake. Yet they didn’t tell me indefinitely. They just implied that they were thinking about buying a place in A2 but I never thought it involved selling the house in Tucson. Plus they already rented a place in Chapel Hill for the summer so I have no clue what’s happening with them at the moment. I rode a double decker for the first time on Thursday 20th, to got too the airport to change my ticket. It ended up I couldn’t do it from there and all I had to do was make a phone call though they gave me the right number there. I really should have bought my ticket myself because my dad really messed up. It really should have been an electronic ticket. I’ve got final plans made. I’m leaving Dublin the 14th, arriving in London the same day, Then Meeting Carla at the waterloo train station on the 17th. Then we are going to Paris then to Barcelona, then to Rome. She leaves for Budapest on June 1st or may 30th, I go too Milan to meet sara and go to the Dresden Dolls concert. I fly out of Milan on the 4rth back to Dublin to pick up my stuff I’ve left at the apartment. I leave Dublin on June 5th and arrive in Detroit on June 6th. I don’t know about the Milan thing yet because I don’t know when carla is going to leave and how long sara is going to be in Milan. Perhaps I will go to Vienna after Milan to see klimt piece Current Mood: cheerful Current Music: november rain (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Friday, April 14th, 2006
2:39 pm	1916 rising 90th anniversary I watched Fiffel this morning. I didn’t realize how historically and culturally accurate it is. There is a scene where there is a wake for a mouse named Mickey O’Hare. And the Irish politician inside asks if a person coming in would like a crayther which is Irish for a drink. I talked to Carla last night, the 2nd phone call I’ve gotten. It’s Good Friday today which means that you can’t buy any alcohol anywhere. Next Monday it’s the 90’th anniversary of the 1916 rising and the government for the first time is supporting a memorial of it. It might be the first time since 1969 but it could be the first time in the history of the republic because not just the unionists have beef with the event the socialists, humanitarians or non-violence, and anti-terrorist groups do too. The myth of the event is also more widely believed than the facts of it which doesn’t help things. And the leader of it Padrig Pearse knew it was a suicide mission but most of the citizen army didn’t. My revolutions prof called him a shit. Everything is going to be closed on Sunday, Easter, and Monday. (2 Comments |Comment on this)
Thursday, April 13th, 2006
10:03 pm	lots too doo This was the final week of classes at IES and thankfully spring break at EBS. I have too take two tests which are gonna bite, EU and Revolutionary traditions, and turn in a portfolio for Irish ID, and three papers next week and I’m done except for EBS. Though the papers are below 2000 words which is a surprising requirement. What did I learn? Ireland really doesn’t care about its environment the EU had to tell it to get its act together. Dublin is being totally gentrified and is trying to build sky scrappers and yuppie shit everywhere. Like in the Docklands and even in the liberties. They actually have 100 foot walls dividing the old neighbourhoods from the new posh ones like the north wall in the docklands. Residents call it the Berlin Wall. Nora actually said it sounded like a good idea I stopped that conversation. Apparently they’re all over the city though not originally erected for such purposes. There’s a commercial on now that says there are 35 new ways to lose your license or get points off, not obeying traffic signals is one. Ludicrous. I’ve been told that Ireland’s rebel culture makes the gardi not want to do their job and be authoritative cause they feel like the enemy. They wouldn’t give out a ticket for running a light til recently. NO wonder Irish drivers are crazy. Cookies, cakes and lollies here are gross, like jaffa cakes. Black current comes from a bush, a feel ill whenever I smell it, (cough drops). A black and tan drink is half Guinness half Harp which is a northern Irish beer. We got yelled at by Ian (RA) last week cause are apartment was so dirty, it wasn’t even that bad. He even rallied about us to other students though not specifically and an email was sent out about cleaning up. Are bathroom is bad though. Me and my roommates found pirate and mobster name generators on line. I ordered a mob t-shirt at godfather’s pizza but I haven’t got it in the mail yet. A commercial said it was a scorching hot 40 degrees. Ireland’s only now making regulations for broadcasting/censorship and they’re surveying people to create them. I found out the euros gone up since I’ve been here 24-26. And traditional Irish wakes are no longer aloud cause the chemical used to keep the body is dangerous. I have to change my plain ticket and I don’t know how. I’m probably going to have to go to the airport. And I have to figure out when I’m leaving Ireland first. And I have too move the Saturday after next into another Lesson apartment, hopefully the girls in it are cool. Looking back I didn’t spend any time with kyle. We went out four times outside of going somewhere once or twice before or after class. And two of those were because of saex. I haven’t seen her place and she hasn’t seen mine. Oh well. I wish I knew how to put in paragraph’s on this. I keep thinking that I'm writing the same old shit in this over and over. eh its for me anyway Current Mood: stressed Current Music: a dream is a wish your heart makes, (drunk and singing) (Comment on this)
Monday, April 3rd, 2006
12:17 am	Galway I was in Galway this weekend for Friday and Saturday. Me and Natalie took the bus there at 7. Had to wake up at 6:15. It took about 3 hours to get there. Ireland is small. Galway’s on the other side of Ireland from Dublin. The tour office was a block away from the bus station and the hostel was above the tour office which was sweet. It was my first time staying in a hostel. Its name was the Kinlay House. Nice place, lots of murals and 18-20’s year olds. Though there were some old men in my room and unfortunately the worst snorers I’ve ever come across. And an angry French kid that was sleeping in the bunk below me and kept mumble cussing. He looked like the crazy geek kid from desperate housewives except chicer. After we arrived in Galway around 10 we picked up our tickets then had 30 minutes before the tour started so we grabbed some food at dunnes. Then we had to take a bus for a hour, then get on a ferry for another hour or so. And then we arrived on Mor Inish the largest of the Aran Islands around one. Inish means island and Mor means biggest in Gaelic. We took a tour van up to the cliffs. We had to pay to get into the area that they’re in. Then walked for 25 minutes of rocky towards the end steep path. Natalie thought the driver had told us to be back by 2:45 or so. We were 2/3rds up the trial to the cliffs when the time was almost up. I said I wasn’t going back without seeing the cliffs. Also that we should keep going until we came across someone else in our tour coming back down. But she went back. She’s a bit of a wafe. I went on and 20 feet from where she left I got my first view of the cliffs of the island. You could see the entire island from there. It was really flat. 3miles wide, 10 miles long. Though it could have been KM. When I got to this spot there were cows chilling in front of me in a pasture to the side of the trial. As I got my first glimpse of the beautiful cliffs a cow was taking a shit to the side. Its butt facing me. There was a wall of stones that forms a semi circle at the top, I want to say there were two semi-circles one within a smaller one. It is thought to be a ceremonial structure. The grass was stereotypical Irish grass like the movies. All wispy and yellowish. I looked up the area on the web, in the summer the grass is a gorgeous green. There were huge slates of rock all over the island and little rectangular sets were all over the area at the top of the path. I knelt as far over the edge of the cliff as I could. I would have lied down and put my head over but the ground was wet. It had been raining earlier in the day but when we had pulled into the harbor the sun came out. It was the sunniest day in Ireland I’ve had so far. I did sit down and try to stick my head over the edge but I didn’t get to see much more. The view still was intense. You could fall at any moment and the only thing stopping you is your owe balance and body stably on the edge. It is definitely one of the most amazing views I’ve ever had. I didn’t have batteries for my fucking camera though. But I got to take in the view. I figured I’d be at the cliffs of Moher the next day and get plenty of pictures but sadly I missed the last bus. Didn’t get out of the hostel early enough. I been told that you can't go to close to the edge of the cliffs of Moher cause they aren't stable, they will crumble and take you with them. One of my housemates have a professor whose daughter died from falling off them. So I wandered around Galway for a bit after I missed the bus. There are a lot of hippies in Galway. Its known for having a large population of college students. Most people studying abroad go there. What schools I have no idea. Its not that big of a city population’s 66000. Galway’s kinda like sagatuck but bigger. A nice sea side town. I’ll probably go back. To see the cliffs and to hear some music and people speaking Gaelic. I ran across a decent amount of people. After we got back to the hostel from on Friday I tried to take a nap and just ended up fidgeting in bed for the rest of the night. Kerry was there with this girl blar. I should have gone out with them for a drink but when I felt like going I heard their voices in the hall. It’s freaky how I run into IES students everywhere. Mary and her fiancé were on the bus back from the ferry. I keep getting into spats with one of my housemates. She’s really republican and conservative and a sorastitute though not slutty. We start harmless conversations and she turns them into arguments. I say not all college students a partiers and she argues and gets flustered. I say as a side comment I can’t see why someone would want to have kids and she reacts like I said I can’t see why anyone would throw their life away on a stinking brat. And forget talking about politics or about America. She edging on ludicrous patriot. I guess some kids got suspended recently in the states for bringing American flags to school because there had been fights over nationality and people had shoved their flags (Mexico, Puerto Rico as well) in students faces and the flags had been banned in the school and the students brought the flags in protest after the ban. She thought that banning the American flag in public school was ridiculous and that anyone who didn’t like the flag should just go to private school. I didn’t think it was off at all and compared it too bandanas being banded for fear of what they could insight. But she kept saying but America this and that and completely ignoring my point. It is definitely an experience living with her. Seeing what the people who actually voted for Bush probably enthusiastically are like. I should really tell her off one of these days but I know she wouldn’t hear any part of it. I finding that she’s a stereotypical Bush Christian. Gets offended at all sorts of things but doesn’t care about what offends other people. Like in “Under God,” not allowing huck finn in public school, and snide narrow minded things like saying with all seriousness that a person is wrong to not like a film or musician. Nora’s kinda like this but not with the matter of opinion stuff though she can be really rude and ignorant at times. And Natalie doesn’t say shit, well at least nothing that one finds interest in commenting on. I don’t plan on keeping in touch with any of them though I don’t know about Nora. Current Mood: tired Current Music: pump it -black eyed peas (its everywhere I go) (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Sunday, March 26th, 2006
10:15 pm	I got lost I got the Irish test! The show was on again and I wrote it down goes as follows. Q: Me heads in rag order A: my mental sates in disarray or English women said my heads stuffed. Q: I blimey clanking it. A: I’m very nervous in deed. And the last one was too long to write something like the, See that bleeding g-z bag with the gandi A: That young women engaged me in fallacio on holiday hence I have contracted a std. And apparently the vagina is referred to as gee. The last entry I had my music listed as homesick. I went back and put in ‘not me.’ I can’t be home sick I don’t have a fucking home. I haven’t had a home since august 2003 since my parents moved from Pauline. I hate Tucson. And my parents are on house two now, they moved onto La Cienega after summer break but before winter. I really don’t remember. My memories going. Garden state meant too much to me its not that great of a movie. Its kinda funny to hear people here talk about missing their homes and their cities. I’m used to it. Most of IES seem to go to school near their hometown. Being in Ireland is just like being in Cali for me except for the accent, prodects/goods and streets. And I live in a apartment here and not a dorm. The only home I really have is Ann Arbor. Though when I’m staying with my parents in A2 is definitely when I feel the most at home.I've never been homesick. I just miss my city and old friends sometimes. I got kinda lost last Thursday walking back from class with Katie. We ended up finding a shopping/ restaurant area I had no idea was there. I cant find a map that goes south of my apartment so I couldn't figure out what the hell we did but I have an idea from looking at the rest of the map. And I found a place that sells Swedish cider. I found how to cut through to rathmines from leeson. There is a better tesco on rathmines but not by much. There’s a dunnes too in the swan center. I figured out also on Thursday that EBS is a lot closer to IES than I thought. I just had to walk a block to George st from EBS on dame and then go straight and George turns into Rathmines. As it turns out George st has several thrift shops. I feel like an ass for not figuring that out earlier but I didn’t have to go straight to IES from EBS before this time. I’ll probably be going to penny’s or dunnes cause their cloths are about as expensive as the thrift shops. Well the one I’ve been to so far; Oxfam. I went to Kilmainham jail with Natalie they spell it gaol. Its the one where practically every Irish revolutionary that was arrested ended up and where the leaders of the 1916 rising were shot. Plunkett who was married right before hand, Pearse who wrote to his mother, Connolly who is championed in a star called Henry. Where Parnell was held and it was a nice cell. I grossed out Nora when I asked kiki about which definition she uses for tea-bagging, suck or tap. She said both. Us the virgins and her the slut, eh. Now sex and the city is on, a marathon. Must stop. Current Mood: content Current Music: power puff girls theme-bis (1 Comment |Comment on this)
Wednesday, March 22nd, 2006
10:56 pm	Podge & Rodge RoCk I love Podge & Rodge. And its an actual Irish show. I really must find the Irish test. I can only remember the one question. Q: What does axe me bullox mean? A: If you wish to know the answer please consult my testicles. And the guy whose legs they waxed each time he guessed wrong on a pictured women being originally a man. And the bird shit song. What a good show. I love vulgar puppets. The remind me of the old guys in the Muppet Show. But more Meet the Feebles style. Nora said that Eurotrash is the BBC’s longest running show but I don’t really believe it. Though it would make sense if it was with all that nudity and outrageous hilarity. It ran for 16 series. There is lot of variation between series here though. I owe my not knowing the censorship laws to Euro-trash. Full nudity on basic cable before 12 is kinda surreal. Yet there is no nudity on text sex chat lines. But there is full nudity in non sex industry commercials. Thanks to euro-trash I learned about the naked news, a growing senior sex video industry, and a S&M lock smith. I respect the show so much more knowing that Jean-Paul Gaultier a co-host is a contemporary artists, fashion designer and has produced sculptured costumes and exhibitions/installations of bread. I discovered Net Ball the other day apparently it originated in the US as women’s basketball. It’s the most popular women’s sport in the UK, Aussie, South Africa and several others. Funny no one knows about it in the states. The commonwealth games were on the other day, probably still are. What a bizarre basis for a sporting event. Unsurprisingly Ireland’s not in it. When we were talking about Belfast the other day in EBS, Sheena commented that the place was intimidating. Then I commented somewhat correcting her that its far safer than any American city and everyone laughed. I wasn’t sure if they were with me or were saying no shit Sherlock. But shamus kinda cut me off by agreeing with me and that’s kinda when they laughed. Current Mood: Tipsy Current Music: The Vines-homesick (but I'm not) (Comment on this)
Monday, March 20th, 2006
1:10 am	freaked out So Carla I got a question for ya. I just found out that I'm going to be living in the Chapel Hill Condos on green road. And I looked up where it is and it seems really far. And map quest says its 5 miles away from the intersection of liberty and division and that is a 10 minute drive. I don't believe the drive time but is it as far away from downtown as it seems to me? The condos are near city park practically all the way down green road. Tell me doc am I gonna be stranded in the boonies? Current Mood: anxious (Comment on this)
Sunday, March 19th, 2006
1:13 am	Paddy's day St paddy day was good. I meant to go to the parade but didn’t it was bitter cold. Then I meant to go out and get some food down town and watch all the people but it was still too cold and I had no one to go with. Saex is in town and got here Wednesday. The Emily’s kept saying they’d meet me later but I didn’t end up meeting them until right before the show me and saex we going too at 8. The English Beat and the Upgrades which is a Dublin ska band. And kinda part of the Ordinary Boys cause as it turns out the lead singer of the Beat is the father of one of the ordinary boys and they were touring with each other. It was funny the dad kept cheering on his son, like lets here it for junior. The son had wrote one or two of the songs they played. They played Stand Down Margaret though it sounded like they changed it too “up” probably because Thatcher’s long gone and they had a bunch of Margaret t-shirts selling. They also played mirror in the bathroom just as me and saex were about to leave cause she had to meet kyle in order to get back to her place, well Johnny’s place really. But of course as soon as it started playing we went back in. It was interesting to see the Upgrades. They were a young band 19-21 yr olds and they didn’t sound anything like the typical ska bands of that age in the states. They definitely sounded more 80’s ska though their rhythm reminded me of the bosstones at times. The gig was at a place called the voodoo lounge. I wanted to see the stiff little fingers on Wednesday but I couldn’t find the tickets. As it turns out their from northern Ireland. I got called a lesbo when we attempted to get a cab in front of the club. That seems to be the insult of choice for a women here. Though I’m like the butchest women around every women’s so fucking effeminate looking. Either slut or mother. Ireland decently backwards or at least was recently, the only reason why it adopted equal wage legislation in the 70’s is cause the EU made it and basically everything else that’s open minded about Ireland was brought in by the EU. Me and saex walked back to the club where kyle was with Will and Johnny surprisingly fast, I know Dublin better then I thought. There weren’t that many people in the street it was around 12:30am. Saw a lot of puke on the sidewalk and piss and the people it came from. No fights though. Lots of large leprechaun hats and people with shamrock on their face. Johnny started humping Will in the street after an asshole joke and they didn’t get any for it so I guess Dublin’s not too homophobic but I think the people around were to drunk to notice. I got in around 2 after and surprisingly everyone in the apartment was a sleep. Today I kept texting the Emily’s but they never really got back to me. So I went to a pub to watch the Ireland V England rugby final. The winner decided the championship or whatever its called only 6 countries compete. Ireland, Wales, Scotland, England, France, and Italy. Ireland won by making a sweet touchdown or whatever the fuck its called in rugby with only 12 minutes to spare and then made the kick afterwards. There were a lot of for fucks sakes during the match. When Ireland beat Scotland it was a sight especially with all the guys walking around in kilts. And they don’t wear underwear. I wish I had gone out tonight to see all the people. Paddy’s day and the Win must have made for an scene but Emily never texted me back so I had no one to go with. Oh well. And Saex told me at the gig that the ska guy had a name, Walt Jabsco. I already knew about Margaret. Current Mood: groggy Current Music: THe BeaT -Stand Down margaret (Comment on this)
Tuesday, March 14th, 2006
9:10 pm	bullox test Hey it worked! I’m not as much as a computard as I thought. My first graphic. Too bad I think its message is a total crock of shit. What conservative gobshite. Just because a person is very open minded doesn’t mean that they are a wafe. It means they respect other peoples decisions and aren’t a bigot. This test does not go with responsible hedonism. And anyway someone who is narrow-minded is far more likely to contradict themselves than a person who is open minded, hello BUSH. Carla your test bites. But I like the picture. New words: Essex girl = English version of a white trash valley girl they even have their own category of jokes. Page three girl = a women who models for nude and topless photographs originally from the sun tabloid. Dickey bow = bow tie. The hob = a stove. Den mother = a person who acts like the mother hen to a group. 9-11=September the 11th. Full hilarious definition of Essex girl : http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Essex_girl Bulmer’s Light is my new drink its Irish cider. My roommate was in nasty/crazy bitch mode when I woke up this morning cause she couldn’t find where her meeting was for her internship. But I’m used it she talks to herself a lot when she’s pissed. Its never aimed at anyone so it no big deal. Its actually kinda funny like having a reality TV show acted out in your living room. You think no one ever bitches like that to themselves but they do. She’s a real character. I went on a ghost tour around the medieval part of Dublin Sunday the zazamous one he’s a famous Dublin street poet. It went through Dublin castle and Christ Church. It kinda sucked it wasn’t educational/ very interesting and it wasn’t scary. It was cool to be there at night though. I think I might right something about the castle its G-men spies and the Irish rebels. Its so robin hood to think about the Irish rebels sticking it to the castle. I should read that again it was my favourite book when I was younger. Current Mood: aggravated Current Music: the subways , rock n roll queen (1 Comment |Comment on this)
8:55 pm	You Are 76% Open Minded You are so open minded that your brain may have fallen out! Well, not really. But you may be confused on where you stand. You don't have a judgemental bone in your body, and you're very accepting. You enjoy the best of every life philosophy, even if you sometimes contradict yourself. How Open Minded Are You? (Comment on this)