Showing posts with label Cork. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cork. Show all posts

Monday, May 26, 2014

"Touch my wool and you will die"




Today is Monday. The weather is changeable at best. Today Sarah and Megan continued the rekindling of their love by buying and eating shit they didn't need. At the moment we're eating, to be frank, a very disappointing batch of brownies. We've had a great few days together, so we've decided to collaborate on a wonderful blog post. Be excited.*

Megan visited Sarah in Limerick to celebrate her freedom and the end of her college life in UL, which Dee vacated a year ago. Shit went down. We drank (and subsequently puked), ate and pretended to be foreign whilst chatting up some older men. By older I don't mean hot, sophisticated thirty-something professionals...I mean actual OAPs. Here's Ger, hope he doesn't report us on blogspot for this. LOL



Megan and Sarah were together for a total of two and a half days in fair Limerick - a time during which we learnt that not all of Limerick is as grimmy and mank as you'd assume - the castle is rather pleasing to the eye and makes a good talking point when one is pretending to be a lost American tourist; however, it's worth noting that one ought to take precautions when impersonating an American (with a fluctuating accent) as at this time of year, there are many other real Americans around and it can lead to some confusing and slightly offensive situations. Limerick is a good place for a pub-going night out and we took full advantage of the plethora of night time venues. Someone called Megan thought it'd be a GREAT idea to have a shot of tequila and the following day that someone called Megan was fine but someone called Sarah couldn't get up until 9pm the following evening and instead of going out, comforted herself with Graham Norton (on TV, not in real life because I don't think Sarah is his type).



Megan went away on home (after a questionable Subway - the sandwich, not the mode of transport) as did Sarah's brother Shane, leaving Sarah in an absolute heap (BEST FRIENDS EVER). Megan has been given more responsibility at her job, which meant she'd an awfully busy and stressful weekend, which is more boring than it sounds. Megan would like to clarify that at present she doesn't have a real job, which was just confirmed by quitea  snooty phonecall from her former university, UCC, when they called to make sure that she was alive and not disgracing the UCC name by being, god forbid, a sales assistant. Which she is. Woops. She'll show you, UCC! Sarah meanwhile moved home which is as sad and depressing as it sounds. She spent the first 36 hours in her PJs, unpacking and getting her brother drunk with her mother. 




However, enough was enough. Our love could not be extinguished after being rekindled and today after greeting and being bit by Megan's beloved pooch Harvey, we headed into Cork. There we ate steak marinated with vodka and went second-hand book shopping. Cork is looking pretty fab these days and there have been big efforts to regenerate the inner city. There's a "Before I Die" wall, which was inspired by a art project in an American city, which Sarah has written about before. We also saw an older, scruffy man wandering around the Coal Quay with his sheep dog, shouting or other about Mongolians. We bought some clothes - Penney's finest, don't you know - and just had a swell time. The crowning moment was seeing a former flame of either Megan or Sarah looking like a puffy German tourist #doesntcountasslander #lol. 




Finally after hours of merriment, we came back to Megan's house to be nibbled on by Harvey, Emperor of the Household, who then proceed to try and eat Megan's wool. Megan just made a really cheesy pun about pulling the wool over her eyes which makes no sense as Harvey doesn't have thumbs and thus the pulling motion is beyond his kinesthetic movements. Harvey isn't best amused either. After writing this, we may go hunting for Kimye, who are honeymooning nearby #actualnowegivenofucks



That is all now. Stay tuned when we may sporadically update the blog with more fun times! We're going out with Dee this week when she's on a break from tour. Whadda rock star.

M & S



*We hope you weren't THAT excited. That would be pathetic...

Friday, December 13, 2013

Exams be gone!

Hello, hello, hello! I, like Megan, am also alive and fine and well, albeit praying for my exams to be over. I'm rather busy, but my proudest achievement of the semester may be my ever improving skills of procrastination. For example, today I woke around 12.30pm (#noregrets) and had a bit of a study sesh (for all of an hour). Then I had dinner, my lovely lady pal Tuffy called round, we had tea, decorated her (fake :( ) Christmas tree, went for on a chocolate run to Dunnes, had pizza and said chocolate and watched "Elf". Great way to spend your study week! 

The evening previous, I came back from a quick two days at home (Christmas shopping with my brother and sister!) and went ice-skating with some of my classmates, which was great bonding time. Tomorrow night then, my sister is coming up from Cork and we're going to see the ever wonderful, sublime Little Green Cars in the sold-out Dolan's. It's. going. to. be. UNREAL. If you haven't heard of them, then you seriously need to listen to their debut album, Absolute Zero. Here's one of my favourite performances from them, though they are all serious winners.


I've had two exams, oral exams and essays already done. I have one more this Monday, the dreaded German exam. I however am finding it increasingly difficult to keep focused. I find German to be my weakest subject and considering that I feel like I'm finished, I feel really non-pulsed by the whole affair. I hate being stressed and after spending an Erasmus year stressed beyond belief and getting sick as a result, I am doing as much as I can to not get myself into that state again. At the end of the day, I'm doing this degree to get a piece of paper. It's certainly not the bee all and end all. 

I will need to pull the ole socks up with next semester but right now, I'm too excited for Christmas with the family. I'm also going to see the absolute gem that is Hozier in Cork next weekend with Jessica and RuadhrĂ­! AHHHHHHH! He's just performed for Other Voices in Dingle over the weekend and his gigs have sold out countrywide so we're VERY excited.  




Not only that, but I am also heading over to Liverpool to see my dear friends, Emma and Monica, two days after St. Stephen's Day! We're minus our lovely field mouse, Rachel, who is currently conquering the jungles in Thailand. The girls visited me in Cork last February and we'd a great time, so it's now time to return the favor.



I've never really been to England as a tourist before so I'm really looking forward to visiting. I'll be there for New Year's too, which I'm SUPER psyched about because it's usually a bit of a shite evening around my parts. I'm going to see lots of Beatles-related things, and go to somewhere called Chester Zoo which is supposed to be one of the best around. There's also been mention of a £1 tequila bar. Uh - oh. I hope to get as many lovely shots as Megan did when she visited Dee in joymanee. 

Also, have to say a huge thanks for the lovely post by Megan wishing me the best on my birthday. The picture she used was one of me acting the maggot nearly two years ago when Shannon and Megan came to visit me in Vienna. On the spur of the moment, I decided to join them on a two day jaunt in Prague which was beautiful and creepy in equal measures.

For example, our hostel had this slightly questionable bathroom situation.


Gorgeous, right?

With lots of cute Soviet Union era cars


Some lovely graffiti on the John Lennon wall. 


Here's Megan sitting forlornly on the banks of the Danube, back in Vienna.

And us hanging around on the ole Enzis, ya know



   I turned 23 a few weeks ago (ewwww) and had a big party to celebrate. It was a Late Late Toy Show/Movember birthday party and we raised some money for charity, while wearing Christmas jumpers and moustaches and bashing the shit out of pinatas and having a barbecue and pass the parcel. Lots of fun but unfortunately Megan was stuck working and couldn't come :(


Dee turned 23 three days later and she is by all accounts having a fine time in Germany. Ciara, you need to fill us in soon too! I hope to see ALL of you over Christmas for Crane Lane pints and a chance to meet similar sorts to the 5 types Dee and Megan encountered in Havana's over the past few months. 

That is all of the news. Here are some pictures of recent times.

Toodles

S









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