...aaand I'd tell you about all the cool stuff I've been doing were it not for the fact that I'm leaving early for Cork in the morning and I'm dead tired and NEED SLEEP to combat a cold. Here's a hint, folks: if you're in a foreign country and already pretty much stretched to your limit in terms of doing lots of crazy new things and getting out every day and still managing to wake up at 7 and go to school four days a week, it's a bad idea to stay up all night writing your history paper. The germs ATTACK. I bought zinc tablets and vitamin C throat lozenges and tissues and camomile tea, though, and I'm confident that I will beat this thing quickly. At any rate, a measly cold isn't going to stop me from kissing the Blarney Stone.
Thanks Jeanine and Yoyo for your comments, I miss you both!
I hope I'll be able to find some time to write a more detailed post. Maybe Sunday.
P.S. I got your postcard this week Mother! It was very happy.
2 comments:
kiss away!
Awww...you're welcome
And get better, dammit :-P
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