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loupgarou562 @ : There's an ad for tooth whitening that's giving me the heebeejeebies
It's one am, my last hours in Ireland.
I had my last real pint, at the place I had my first and froze on the bus back. The Bus of Tears.
In that it's horrible not that I cried a lot.
Packing is hard. I have the world's most giant suitcase but I can't just fill it up or it will weigh too much.
Well it's what you gotta do when you've got hurling sticks.
I'VE GOT HURLING STICKS.
Which backpack should I use as my carry-on? How am I gonna get all this crap on the bus in a few hours?
What if they give me a hard time at customs cause I forgot to save my receipts.
My pint glasses are gonna get broken I just know it, and I don't know why I packed so many notebooks.
Where's a scale when you need one?
But seriously I could probably fit in my suitcase and that hasn't happened since I was like 5 and got locked in the world's oldest suitcase for fun.
There is still a ton of stuff on my floor and I should vacuum but it's one am. What are they gonna do if I don't? I'm also leaving some stuff behind. Hope they don't mind.
I should be packing and sleeping but I keep stopping to look up the Easter Rising and Sean Heuston. No one seems to know a lot about Heuston, but I'll keep looking.
Hopefully the bus won't be busy.
Hopefully it won't be too cold.
Hopefully I won't cry like a baby going through Dublin, or on the airlink, or in the terminal.
I'm gonna name my hurling sticks but I can't decide what to name the one that isn't Sean Heuston, or if I should name Sean Heuston after someone more important.
I had my last real pint, at the place I had my first and froze on the bus back. The Bus of Tears.
In that it's horrible not that I cried a lot.
Packing is hard. I have the world's most giant suitcase but I can't just fill it up or it will weigh too much.
Well it's what you gotta do when you've got hurling sticks.
I'VE GOT HURLING STICKS.
Which backpack should I use as my carry-on? How am I gonna get all this crap on the bus in a few hours?
What if they give me a hard time at customs cause I forgot to save my receipts.
My pint glasses are gonna get broken I just know it, and I don't know why I packed so many notebooks.
Where's a scale when you need one?
But seriously I could probably fit in my suitcase and that hasn't happened since I was like 5 and got locked in the world's oldest suitcase for fun.
There is still a ton of stuff on my floor and I should vacuum but it's one am. What are they gonna do if I don't? I'm also leaving some stuff behind. Hope they don't mind.
I should be packing and sleeping but I keep stopping to look up the Easter Rising and Sean Heuston. No one seems to know a lot about Heuston, but I'll keep looking.
Hopefully the bus won't be busy.
Hopefully it won't be too cold.
Hopefully I won't cry like a baby going through Dublin, or on the airlink, or in the terminal.
I'm gonna name my hurling sticks but I can't decide what to name the one that isn't Sean Heuston, or if I should name Sean Heuston after someone more important.
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stressed
stressedCurrent Music: Mr. Hudson - Central Park
