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Name: Sarah Country: Ireland Birthday: 12/3/1984 Gender: Female
Interests: Above all else, my Father up above...then theres always coffee, volleyball, thunderstorms, popcorn, Cedarville U peeps, the Taj girls, stars, music and my family back in good ole' Ohio. Expertise: Being far away...you should mail me.
51 Saval Park Rd.
Dalkey, Co. Dublin
IRELAND Occupation: Student
Message: message me
Member Since:
8/20/2005
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| Back in the USA.
Irishstarlet is gone...and Seraphimstar has returned.
Thanks for tuning in... | | |
| Well, this is my last post from Ireland.
It didn't really hit me until yesterday that I'm leaving tomorrow...and I'm actually sad. I'd been so excited about seeing everyone again, that I forgot to run around and take pictures of everything I want to remember! So I'm doing that today. I'm also going to Christmas/souvenier shop. And mail things. And turn in my last paper.
And then, tonight, I saw goodbye to Ireland via one last night out. I'm going to miss all the people I met here...especially chums like Greg and Jess. Hopefully we'll meet again.
Now, goodbye Ireland, a gra ma chroi ... or something like that.
Another summer day Has come and gone away In Paris or Rome But I wanna go home Mmmmmmmm
May be surrounded by A million people I Still feel all alone Just wanna go home Oh I miss you, you know
And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you Each one a line or two “I’m fine baby, how are you?” Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough My words were cold and flat And you deserve more than that
Another aeroplane Another sunny place I’m lucky I know But I wanna go home Mmmm, I gotta go home
Let me go home I’m just too far from where you are I wanna come home
And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life It’s like I just stepped outside When everything was going right And I know just why you could not come along with me This was not your dream But you always believed in me
Another winter day has come And gone away In either Paris or Rome And I wanna go home Let me go home
And I’m surrounded by A million people I Still feel alone Let me go home Oh, I miss you, you know
Let me go home I’ve had my run Baby, I’m done I gotta go home Let me go home It'll all be alright I’ll be home tonight I’m coming back home
less than 24 hours, loves. cya soon!
x.Sarah.x | | |
| Okay. So I've dedicated the last few DAYS on my paper, only to hear from my classmates that they did it in 3-5 hours. Something is definitely wrong here. 
And, thanks to everyone's comments, I am no longer worried about my friends' finals stress, though I can now concern myself with other things...like theology. 
Papers today.
Classes tomorrow.
Shopping on Wednesday.
USA on Thursday.  | | |
| I'm the last Cedarvillian standing in Ireland!! do I get a prize or something?
I got a 65 on my first paper. not bad considering a 70 = an A+ and 40 is passing...
now just 2 more papers to go. and isn't it now finals week back home for all you Cedarpeeps? good luck. just remember - all these things are meaningless in the end. God doesn't judge you by how well you did in school or life - so relax and just give it your best. moment of wisdom over - have fun at the taj christmas party. 
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| Today was a very very good day. 
My boss(es) took me out to an Italian restaurant, I was given an excellent performance review for my internship by Cathy (the woman in charge of me), I was refunded 85 Euro for my lunch and travel expenses, and Cathy gave me two going away gifts - a Celtic designer brand silver bangle (for unknowing boys...thats a bracelet), and a book on Irish slang I had been eyeing and laughing over for months. After work we all met for wine and and refreshments to say thank you to all of us volunteers and then I handed in my key and came home. My last day - done. But not before I made peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for my bosses and took pictures of them trying this 'new' food. Pretty humorous... until one of them got sick. 
Now I have 4.5 days to complete 2 papers, 1.5 to shop, and 1 to get myself back to Cedarville. Tears of joy.  | | |
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