exsequar: (Dublin at night)
I got to chat with Dara for an hour and a half tonight. If anyone's curious, he still makes me go like this:

:D

He apparently has a new girlfriend, and I was pleasantly surprised at how little that upset me. I have apparently been able to divest myself of inappropriately-smitten-and-possessive while still retaining all of my vast fondness. This is excellent. \o/

I asked how his band is going, and he said they're a little stalled since their bassist is in England. So in the meantime he's trying to put together ANOTHER band. I adore how much he loves playing guitar. I still haven't seen him play, but I fully intend to rectify that when I GO BACK TO DUBLIN!!!! I requested All Along the Watchtower, if he can make his band do it, and he was very excited. If I actually get him playing that as a coming-back-to-Dublin present, I will die of glee.

Heeeeee. &DARA;
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I'm sleepy and a little bit depressed, so this won't be long. Just checking in.

Being home is strange. I always love being with my dad, but this house is small and messy and suffocating. I itch to do things and see people, but I can't. Because they're across the ocean or scattered across the states. I skyped with Niall today, which was lovely - we were using webcams, and we were both smiling so hard our faces hurt. It was the first time I'd seen his face since I kissed him goodbye at the airport. I adore him. And I sent an email to Dara with slim hope of getting a reply, then 20 minutes later, bam, he answered. It pretty much made my evening. And gives me hope that we might actually stay in touch. I also skyped with Kate, though not very long because the poor dear is sick and her throat hurts a lot.

I know these names don't really mean anything to you. This journal has really become a very personal thing, almost a diary, where I record things I want to remember. Soon I'm going to sit down and just write about Ireland, while it is gloriously fresh in my memory. I want to remember everything.

So that this entry has a point... I want to move to Ireland at some point, perhaps after graduating from college (I have one year left), and I was wondering if any of you had any insight on something like that. Like, how hard is it to move from one country to another, particularly the States to Europe? What are the chances of me finding a good job with just a BA in Chemistry? Should I do grad school right away instead of trying to go the employment route first, and grad school later? Any practical advice would be much appreciated - I don't like daydreaming about something without concrete facts to think about.

I just know I need to go back there.

Wow, yawning my face off - I'm still totally on Ireland time and jetlagged. Night loves.

As you cry

Jun. 11th, 2008 12:00 pm
exsequar: (BSG Karalee too much history)
Hello Livejournal.

I have so many things I want to say, feelings and stories and declarations of undying love, but I don't know if I can find the words right now. I should make this post when I am not hungover from some ungodly combination of Guinness, cranberry and whiskey, Desperados beer, tequila (from the bottle), and whatever the hell was in Dara's glass. But I wanted to put down... something. I wish I had been posting constantly for the past week, to chronicle my last days here, but I have been rather too busy experiencing said last days, so. It has been a beautiful, epic week full of friends and laughter and good, good times. I feel so blessed to have had these people, this place, this experience in my life.

The hugest goodbye last night was Louise and Paddy. I'm tearing up again just thinking about it. I put my arms around Louise and just burst into wracking sobs. I think I hugged and kissed each of them about ten times, and it was the most emotionally intense thing I've been through in a long time. They are both such beautiful, pure, kind people who have become incredibly close to my heart. I will be talking to them every day back in the States to keep myself sane.

This morning we put Cary in a taxi. It nearly broke me again.

Tomorrow I fly away. I have to say goodbye to Kate, Niall, and Dara. To say I'm not looking forward to it is the understatement of the year. Before I do that, I have to clean up our bombzone of an apartment and pack ALL of my shit. It's a rather terrifying prospect, especially given that I still have three drunk boys sleeping in various places. James is so bad off that he can't even keep down water. But I will achieve it, somehow. It's only noon.

I am just so overwhelmed by everything. I don't know if I'm strong enough for this.
exsequar: (Girlyrock - Panic! - B/R drunkfaces)
I'm pretty sure I'm going to be quite incommunicado the next few days. That's because every single second I am either with people I love or getting ready to go out with people I love. Right now it is the latter. I am scrolling rapidly through my flist so as not to miss anything, but I really can't comment and I won't be replying much to comments. I'm sorry! I love all your comments, I truly do, but I just have a bigger priority right now - making the best of my time remaining in Ireland.

I'm going to be posting quite a lot though, because I want some kind of record of these days.

Today I spent entirely with Dara, Paul, and Richard, and later Ste. It was lovely. No matter how ridiculous and kind of immature those boys can be, I adore their stupid faces and am always happy being with them. The fact that Dara called ME immediately after they finished their exams gave me so much joy I can't quite adequately describe it. When I am that fond of someone, I always kind of assume that they're not going to be as fond of me (until we reach that point where it's just blatant mutual love) so when he actively seeks my company, it makes me squeehopwriggle. He made a comment about today being my day with them, as in, out of my days remaining one of them had to be spent entirely with them. Which I was hoping for but didn't dream would actually happen. We hung out in sci fi because it was raining and watched 28 Days Later and drank (I am QUITE intoxicated right now!) and we went out to a Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet for dinner/lunch and then we played video games and it was so joyous.

Have one picture from today, because I don't think I'll be able to keep up with that photo meme. Paul and Dara being precious in the rain.


Now I'm getting ready to go out for a GIRLS' NIGHT woooo! *twirlhops* Then TOMORROW I get to have lunch with Kate and Megan and coffee with Bren and hopefully see Sinead and then FIBBERS with Dara and Paul and Richard and moooore!

YAY LIFE. Can this week last forever?!
exsequar: (BSG Kara laughing bw)
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
exsequar: (Faith just painted on)
Do you guys know how fucking in love I am with Eliza Dushku? DO YOU??????

...

Well, IT'S A LOT. So much so that I still have TWO icons of Faith when I have no other Buffy or Angel ones. I love herrrrrr. And now she's STARRING in a new JOSS WHEDON show and that sentence right there makes me want to explode for joy. AFlkdsjdlf;kdalsdkjfa;lsdkfj.

This bout of flailing is brought on by THE NEW DOLLHOUSE TRAILER!!!! Seriously, I'm DYIN, you guys. DYIN. (They used a Foo Fighters song too! HELLS YES!)

Eliza looks SO SEXY, she's going to kick so much ass in this role, I can't even.

Also also, there's a clip of a one minute scene from the pilot. CUE MORE KEYBOARD SMASH. (Spoilers in both of these, obviously.) I just.... WHY DO WE HAVE TO WAIT TIL JANUARY?

*flails about* Yaaaaaaaay ElizaandJoss :D:D:D

In more personal joy inducing news, my darling wonderful friends are setting up a trip to an island off the west coast of Ireland for a weekend after exams!! I AM SO EXCITED!!! Three of my MOST FAVORITE people are going, Louise and Paddy and NIALL, and I seriously could not have asked for a better trip to close off my days here. It's going to be sunny and gorgeous and I. Can't. Wait. *beams!*

ALSO JOYFUL, it is FRIDAY and we know what THAT means!! Or, uh, if you don't (which is perfectly understandable), tonight I am hitting a club with Dara and I am EXCITED. *beams*

(I. Hate. Exams. >:()
exsequar: (Girlyrock - Panic! - B/R will cutchoo!)
Apparently the answer to the chest pain mystery is C) None of the above (at least in terms of the guesses various people gave me, which included pneumonia, heartburn, and a bruised/strained bone or muscle). The answer is (drum roll please)... osteochondritis. Err, yeah. In layman's terms, that's an inflammation of the cartilege right where the two halves of the ribcage meet under the sternum, so when I breathed in and they moved together it really hurt. She said that it will go away of its own accord in a few days, and in the meantime to take ibuprofen to get the swelling down, and also not to focus too much on my breathing because that makes me breathe unnaturally and feel short of breath. It's apparently a strangely common condition for 20-somethings, which she doesn't quite understand.

I'm quite relieved, I must say! I took an Advil and feel much better now. Phew!

It's SO GORGEOUS here. Sunny and probably in the upper 60s - low 70s. Guhhhh so beautiful. And of course I have to sit inside and study D: D:

Amusingly, the girl sitting next to me in the computer lab just looked up Panic's But It's Better If You Do on youtube *g*

On a not so fun note, I called the laptop repair people and apparently they're trying to recover my data but 'it's not looking good' D: D: D: I just want my damn lab report! And my Ireland photos! *sniffles* The good news though is that the new hard drive will be covered by my warranty, so the only possible cost to me will be the data recovery.

By the way, Niall = most preciousest ever (he's wearing flowery board shorts today and I made so much fun of hm for looking like a surfer, hee) and Dara = funny and darling and as big of a text whore as I am, and James = a total sweetheart who met me at the clinic so i wouldn't be alone. I ♥ my boys!! (Even when they are being confusing and messing with my head.)

Well I should go get things accomplished and stop rambling into the ether. <333

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