one more miracle

My first day of freedom I got woken up at 11 AM by a phone call from Dara.

This is my face: :D :D :D

WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

FREEDOM, BITCHES! BLISSFUL FREEDOM!

*twirls and twirls*

I have completed my exams at Trinity College Dublin!! It was a bit of a dramatic cross to the finish line, as my alarm clock did not go off and my roommate woke me up at 9:20 saying "Don't you have an exam at 9:30...?" Cue near heart attack and RUNNING to my exam, cutting the time to campus in half and arriving at 9:34, then being out of breath for half of the three hour exam. But the exam itself was absolutely grand, I completely kicked its ass, and I AM DONE!!!! WOOOOOOOO!!!!

Now I'm so baffled by all this free time! What do I do?? Tonight might be a bit of a bust, as most of my friends aren't done with exams (read: Kate and Dara don't finish exams until tomorrow) and Niall is out of town :( :( :( but tomorrow's going to be an epic girls' night out, and Thursday is going to be an even more epic boys night out plus me (fuck yeah), and just. I'M SO GLAD TO BE DONE, YOU GUYS.

*beamshines*

I tend to call my good friends "dear" and "love" all the time lately. It's kind of a weird verbal quirk I've developed out of nowhere. I don't know. Anyway, the other day Niall called me "dear" and it was seriously the most adorable thing that's ever happened. There was kind of a half second pause where we both blinked, and then someone pressed unpause and we carried on like nothing had happened. I seriously love him so much and want to keep him forever.

Today was tragically wasted on lunch with the girls and lazing around and doing NOTHING. I kept meaning to start studying and then, um. Didn't. I got halfheartedly started this evening but basically didn't accomplish anything. It's such a dauntingly massive pile of information, it's just impossible to know where to start. But I got my head around it enough that I'll be able to get started bright and early tomorrow, and then go for Cosmos and the Sex and the City movie with a gay boy (and clayeer!) tomorrow night. EXCITED!

Good news - my roommate is working things out with her boyfriend. I think he's finally cooled down and come around and used his brain, and she's laughing and eating like normal again. I'm so relieved.

My other roommate, Megan, leaves tomorrow. She's been so weird all year, holing up in the apartment downstairs with her boyfriend. So it's kind of awkward figuring out how to say goodbye. She actually really wants to leave and has no friends here to say goodbye to. What a waste of a year, you know? Eh, whatever.

I talked to Emily, the one who left yesterday and a good friend of mine, online today. She says it's really nice to be home but she also misses Dublin a lot. She loves her family and her home so I'm glad she has that now to comfort her. She gets to be there all summer because she's working there, which made me realize how I'm...not going to be. I get home, run around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to accomplish things for a week, hug my parents a few times, and then move to Pennsylvania to live in an apartment by myself and work all summer. Rob will be moving in in July, but I will be alone in my apartment for the weeks in which I will be most emotionally vulnerable. I'll be calling my friends in Ireland every day in order to avoid a breakdown :(

My journal has essentially become entirely personal - I'm sorry about that. I'm sure I'll bury myself in fannish things this summer to distract myself. But right now I want to remember every second of my remaining time here, so. I hope you're not too bored!

<3

Second exam's ass: THOROUGHLY KICKED \o/

Two down, five to go!

Becca you would have been so proud of me, I rambled on about G-protein coupled receptors and effector enzymes like a pro! *beams* I rewarded myself with a Cadbury Crunchie bar, because nom nom nom. I will be so sad when I can't have those in the states. I'll have to make Louise mail me a million of them :D

The exam was HUGE! There LEAST 300 people taking a test in there. Maybe 400. It was INSANE. The process of going in, everyone dropping off their bags, reading their seat number, and filing into the hall was this gigantic production, geez. Taking exams here is like taking the SATs - you have forms to fill out all officially and whatnot, and some person you've never seen in your life yelling about filling out forms and how much time you have. It's weird. And my roommates have an exam on Friday in a place that Trinity rents out that normally is a conference hall and CONCERT VENUE, where there can be 2000 people in a room taking an exam. Holy shit. It's so different from home, where you sit in a classroom with your 20 classmates and hand your finished exam to the professor who taught you.

So after my exam I went to the library. I took a half hour break to have lunch with Niall and Paddy (<33333333, seriously) but in total I spent EIGHT HOURS in the library. o.O And it didn't even really feel that long. I got through 7 immunology lectures, which is starting to make some sense (I have that exam on Friday), and I kept myself from going crazy by reading KIDFIC OF DARLINGNESS OMG (<333333333333333, SERIOUSLY) and munching on a bag of wine gums (a gummy candy), which I will admit I only bought because Russell and Noel make a joke about them in the BFQOTY 2006. :D I was also kept sane by periodic visits to Louise and Paddy's desk, commiserating about how awful exams are. I adore them <3333 When she was headed out, Lou brought me a stick figure drawing she'd done of the three of us at Aran Mor, the island we're all going to visit after exams. It was so precious :D CAN I BE THERE NOWWWW???

I'm now going to watch an episode of FNL season 1, which I've been working my way through slowly. Siiiigh, best season of TV ever. S2 was awesome, but nothing can match S1. Amazing.

Love you all!

Ahahahaha *facepalm*

See, I thought my exams were all at 9:30 AM. You see where this is going... I was wrong! All of my chemistry exams are at 2 PM! Ahhhhh! FAILBOAT.

So here I am on campus. It's 10 AM. I was so proud of myself too, getting enough sleep and waking up all bright and early. BLAH.

The only consolation is that Niall thought it was at 9:30 too. Silly boy. I don't know how we both made that up. So I got to see him for a bit and he always makes me smile, so it wasn't a COMPLETE loss.

Now what to do... go to the library and study without my notes (with textbooks and lecture slides, though) or go home for 4 hours?

Ughhh.