Today was the last day of orientation and now we are freeeee for the weekend!!! I got my Irish phone number so I am feeling snazzy. I bought groceries ( I am such a local) and then proceeded to get lost getting back to my apartment (I am such a tourist). My roommate and I made pizza (I know, we are so American) for dinner which was lovely. Last night we had a lovely group dinner then every one headed back to our apartment to hang out. These 8 year old boys followed us back saying quite un-8 year old things to us. They then proceeded to break into our building and run around. Finally one of the guys kicked them out so they stood of the streets and took their clothing off.
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I am going to give you a second to read then re-read that. Yes. They stood outside my window and proceeded to STRIP and say very very grotesque things. Kegan then said "Well, this evening just took a bizarre and unexpected turn." At that moment I decided I loved him. Finally, the kids cleared of and the lads and I went down to the pub at the corner which is called...wait for it, wait for it... The Ginger Man. I know. I was so happy. After enjoying a pint we returned to the apartment and I attempted to set up my phone. This was a very bad idea. I was complete rubbish at it and basically incapacitated my phone with in 12 hours of purchasing it. Lucky, Joey, from across the hall, fixed it for me. Joey is a stage combat person too. We bonded.
Tomorrow, I'm doing a touristy bus tour of Dublin. And Sunday I am watching the Irish Hurling Final in the Pub. It will be grand.
I have developed Irish speaking patterns. My roommates make fun of me. A lot.
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