mickan in world

The week that is due to finish tomorro have held some interesting events indeed. It was reading week; meaning no lectures just plain study.... as if.

I did try very hard. I spent Monday-Wednesday nose-in-book, only pausing for cleaning, seeing Naomi and Fia, grocery shopping and excercising. I also got a fair bit done.

Tuesday held the second soccer game of the season and I'd looked forward to it quite a bit. After the first game's "fiasko" I had high hopes for the team. I knew we could do better. And we sure did! 3-0 victory on the Trinity pitch in the middle of campus was sweet. Oh sweet, sweet victory. I scored the first goal, also Trinity's first goal of the season and the whole team played marvelously. It was so much fun to play! And the team is such a good group of people. Afterwards a bunch of us went to the Pav to celebrate the victory. The coach bought me beer as the first scorer of the season and we had a good laugh. Continued to Doyles for more laugh and another beer before heading home just in time to get a quick meal and then change to go to UCD for my friend Sophia's "21'st birthdayparty". Actually her birthday was months ago but I guess we needed a good cause to celebrate. After geting abit lost at UCD's enourmus campus we finally found the flat and the party within. It was a good crowd of people and we had a good craic playing drinking games and singing along to the "troubadour" (a.k.a. guy with guitarr).
We continued the night with a very loud busride into town and Citi Bar where we meet up with some TCD friends. All in all a darn good day.

Wednesday held careful preparation for my mum's arrival. Cleaning, laundry and grocery shopping and just for the fun of it, some studying. After a well deserved run I went into town for a drink at Doyles with Naomi and then to meet my mum.  My mum!! Lovely, lovely, lovely to se my lovely mum again! It's only been one and a half months but you know the deal.. mum is mum. I had such a nice time in the taxi back to Halls, pointing at everything going: "Mum look there's my college/ favourite pub/ grocery store/ post office/ bank... Look mum! Look!" Very good Mickan, very good. Good feeling. It got better when we got back and mum opened her luggage/ goodie bag. Marabou, Kalles Kaviar, Bosses limpa and newspapers, clothes from back home and some other unnecessary, but oh so homey stuff.

Thursday we spent the whole day in Dundrum (shopping centre). The whole day! Bought some clothes and a pair of rocking red boots and then we spent hours talking in Starbucks and over sushi at Yo!. Also went to Tesco and bought pricy stuff I really needed/ wanted such as olive oil, spices, shower gel and whiskey (it's medecine!). Mum spent some time in Boots buying some new miracle cream I've never heard of, Nr. 7 something.
In the evening I got to chose a restaurant and we got shnazy with some new clothes on. To everybodys surprise (not!) I picked an Indian place. I think mum liked it, despite the fact that the messy sauses left her nice white shirt a little less white. I loved it though! Nan galore.
Since it was Thursday I had arranged to meet up with some friends from TCD and Naomi and Fia in the Celt so that mum got to meet them all (and so I wouldn't miss a Thursday at the Celt of course). When we got in a saw a familiar face and puzzled I went to say hi to someone I really didn't expect to see there. I didn't need to question his presence though because when Conor turned around he left my questions answered. He had no teeth and his arm was in plaster. Apparantly a drunken fall down German escalaters is enough to get a week off school to go home and see the dentist.

Friday me and mum spent in town; walking around, having nice coffee, looking into some shops and of course I got to show her Trinity. My Trinity that is. The "here's my lecture theatre"-Trinity, not the "In 1592 Trinity was founded by.."-Trinity that anyone may enjoy. No this was a private little tour eventhough we took the opportunity to get in free to see the Book of Kells. We had a pub lunch and then she was off. It was lovely having her over. Somehow it made all of this seem more real, more anchored in reality. It also put a bit of perspective into this whole thing: Living in Dublin, studying at Trinity College. I keep having to tell myself that it's real. Now my mum can tell me that too. I think she got the feeling for why I am so increadibly happy here. I can't really recall when I was this at peace with where I am in life. I am just so lucky!

Friday evening I hosted a little dinner party with Naomi, Fia, Hanna and Christine. I made splendid chilli con carne and the guests brought drinks and dessert. Very pleasant. Myself, Fia and Naomi headed out for a night on the town at Spy club, which Naomi had scouted. We had such a good time. Party like a rockstar! There were such nice, colourful people there and the groove was on at the dance floor. We were rockin the beat and Fia was doing swiming exercises in the sofas: "Jag danschar ju..!" was her comment to that. I had some very fun conversations with some very fun people. What a good night!

Today I was dead tired but I did math all day... I pat myself on the back for that... pat pat.. 

Oh by the way. I won a very nice award. Trinity Entrance Exhibition award, apparently it's for my high school grades and I get 250 euro! Wihi! There's also a really fancy ceremony and I have to find a dress. It's quite a big honour so I am super happy. I am just sucking on that caramell right now. Oh and I get to have my picture taken with the Provost (the boss of Trinity College, a real hot-shot).