Galway v. Cork

I'm off to my first Hurling match today down in Co. Tipperary. It is going to be intense. Everyone here told us that it was one thing we definitely needed to do while here. Hurling to the Irish is like american football is to the US (or baseball if your cool like me). So Michelle and I decided to drive a few hours away to root on our hometown!

I turned in my papers, finally. They were a nightmare. But in my defense...the prompts we were given were complete BS and it was impossible to construct an argument from them. But i did, and im sure ill get in A anyway...thats how easy the grading is in this program. :) Speaking of A's...we got our grades back from the assesments we took last week. It was one of those situations where we all had to line up and the prof. would tell us our grade. When i get up to him and tell him my last name he goes "Sherman! Like that Tank!....Excellent paper, 2nd highest in the class"

:)

I rock. There are over 50 people in this class. And i have absolutely no idea what i even wrote and what the topic was. Makes me feel good about myself. Especially after i tore up the LSAT...in a bad way. Dont ask.

Okay, where did i leave off... Michelle's 21st birthday:

It was a blast. We dressed up (the boys did too!)


Michelle doesnt remember any of it, which is how it is supposed to be i suppose! AJ (the dark haired boy in the photo above) brought his camera...and at one point i told him he wasnt taking enough pictures. So he gave me his camera and i had it the rest of the night. That explains the photos below of me and Michelle. Well that...and the large amount of alcohol we didnt pay for.


Histerical.

Its our last weekend here. I'm very very sad about it. Last night we went out with a guy michelle met when we first got here (John). He lives in Tipperary and is actually driving us down there for the game today, anyway. We walk in and all of John's friends go "Its Virginias!". Drunk, irish men are the funnest people in the world. But the entire night consisted of everyone outside on the deck of this bar (about 30 people) drinking and singing along to this guy playing a guitar and a girl with a drum. We dont do that in America! I want irish drinking songs. :( Thats what they do. If i have learned anything about Irish people (i suppose boys...i havent meet alot of irish women....they arent as friendly) its that they LOVE to sing. Its so stereotypical but true. If any alcohol is involved, which is almost always the case, then singing is sure to follow. I love it. I will miss that part of the culture most....the importance of music. This older guy that was there last night, maybe 67?...he kept coming up to me and michelle and singing John Denver's Country roads song. We explained to this entire crowd of people over and over (with hand diagrams) the difference between West Virginia and Virginia. At one point that old guy came up to us again and said..."So where is east virginia". Hilarious.

GOSH! i'm going to miss this place so much! I cant talk about it...its making me sad.

Our plan for the weekend is as follows: Drive down for the hurling match (seriously...youtube hurling...its intense...Its like hockey only better and on a pitch instead of ice), stay the night in tipperary. Drive to the Cliff's of Mohr the next day and get a bus back to galway!

I suppose thats all for now. I'm sick :( And talking about my love for Ireland is only making me sad and causing my nose to run even more.

I <3 it here :(