Week 1 Recap

So since my roomie and I are sitting here stalking Hannah's blog I figured I would make one as well. That and because a few people at home requested one (not sure for entertainment or confirmation of my survival.) To summarize how I feel about Ireland so far here is a blurb from my e-mail's with Kelly Horning our study abroad advisor:

sjgelson90: Hey Kelly! A few of the girls were wondering if you could send us the approved courses. However I was wondering if you could also send the transfer forms. Coming home is no longer an option.

khorning: Hi Shannon! Here is the course forms. I'm glad you're enjoying it!

sjgelson90: Kelly, the forms for transferring must have not attached on accident. Could you send it again?

khorning: Lol. I knew you would love Galway! (no attachment)

sjgelson90: Kelly...the forms...

The reasoning behind this is not only that NUI Galway makes Hawk Hill look like Summer Heights High, but also that the Guinness here makes America's taste like Nati Ice after we leave it in Deb's bushes for several months. Oh...and the boys are the sweetest baby angels Kelsey and I have ever seen. We're currently working harder on being groupies to a band we saw on the street, Keywest (keywestoffical.com) than we are on choosing classes. After putting in a significant effort in our web and facebook stalking, we finally found success when the drummer/bongo expert Eammon accepted my friend request. I would like to thank iPhoto editing and enhancement tools for what came next - the facebook chat invite to Friday's concert at Monroe's. Yes. I am finally one step closer to fulfilling my life calling of being the Penny Lane of Generation Y. Thank god I have a few days to prepare Kelsey (and myself) to not sound like an ESL student when the beyond-words-attractive basist Sam speaks to us. That and maybe get her a little more accustomed to Irish accents since she fails to understand them what so ever. This was proven in today's B-Line encounter with Senator Paddy. I'm entirely too far in need of a nap before tonight to expand on those details.

Team Samantha- Princess Peach

 Anyway, the shit head who I speak of is Kelsey a fellow former Borgia Floor 2 resident who along with several other partners in crime I have had the absolute delight of befriending since I've been here. There is also Christine to keep us in check, Melissa to remind us the importance of pacing ourselves, and Lydia who defines sweet baby angels. I also have 3 roommates Maire, Hannah, and Jen from Canisus. I totally spelt that wrong. I'm boring myself I'll continue this rant later. I really should have started this when I got here because there is no way I can catch up on the past few days before tonight. Off to Spanish Arch (pub not pile of rocks that are fun to saunter around at 4am).