We Gonna Party Like It's Our Neighbors' Birthday

Tuesday was a pretty boring day, until night time. We all went to classes as normal, and we had our first room inspection. (Believe it or not, we passed). I decided to cook dinner for the girls, since we've all been a bit homesick. I made pasta with chicken, and I actually did a decent job! Mom, you'd be proud of me. Unfortunately, we had a fire drill, and it was FREEZING. Yet, during the drill, we found out two of our Irish neighbors had their birthday the next day, and we agreed we would celebrate with them.

The boys make fun of me because I'm still struggling to understand "Irish speak". It's so much harder than you think! They use "like" at the end of their sentences, kind of like the way we would say "you know?". They also talk so fast that they might as well be speaking another language. It seems like every day I learn a new word or phrase, and it's becoming a part of my vocabulary. These Irish kids really like to listen to Americans talk. I guess it's for the same reason we like to listen them speak, but I don't see anything appealing about our accents. However, many people get a HUGE kick out of the amount of times I say "ya'll". That I can understand, though, because it is a funny word.

Today, though, was a very fun and exciting day. In Anthropology, we started our McDonald's unit, and everyone went wild. Everyone was all, "Go 'murica." It was interesting to see how many American jokes were dropped during the lecture, by our professor and other students. It wasn't uncomfortable, just funny.

After class, I went and bought brownie mix, and my roomies and I all made a brownie cake for our two birthday neighbors. It was definitely a masterpiece (it was messy, but, hey, brownies).

We almost forgot to write Mo's name! (Sorry for the language)

The boys definitely appreciated it, especially Mo, since he has never had a birthday cake before, (we're lucky we remembered to add his name!). We took plenty of selfies before we left to continue the celebration at Brady's.

Bridget, me, Kat, Suze, Cassie and Sara. (I don't know why I always make that face)

Suze and I were excited to wear our new shirts we got in Dublin

Sometimes, the girls and I will feel a little out of place, for all the Irish girls wear the shortest dresses and highest heels you've ever seen, and we wear our boots and jeans. But, it's all worth it when we watch them topple on the cobblestone (I know, I'm so cruel). We were some of the first people at the club, so we took up the dance floor and relished in the short time that we had room to move and not have drinks spilled on us. Also, Eleri: I broke out your dance moves and got a ton of cheers (that might have been because the guys were consuming a lot of alcohol though, but I like to think it's because I owned it.)

Selfie with some of the guys and Suze

Lucky to have these girls

Tomorrow I'll be packing for Scotland! I can't believe the day has already snuck up on us. We're backpacking it, so it'll definitely be a learning experience for me. It's going to be difficult picking out clothes! I'll give you one last blog post before I go, so keep your eyes peeled for it. Wish me luck!