dublin diaries

Dar, Viv, and Yvonne spend their first night in my tiny bedroom, spread on the floor on camping pads and inflatable mattresses... YAY! I skip class to show the girls around city centre. We hit up Temple Bar, vintage shops, Sano Pizzeria, O'Neill's (our fav), Handsome Burger (get The Roost burger), The George (DRAG!), and The Workman's (dancing, of course) all in a day. The Workman's DJ introduces me to the song of the week.

GRACE GOES TO LONDON! I get my PPSN card making me much more eligible for a job in Dublin. I sleep through a musical, stumble upon Buckingham Palace on one of my many long walks, try my first Greggs sausage roll, and visit the British Museum.

I won't lie, the struggle is real this week, despite being in my ovulation phase (the best phase). I spend a lot of time in my room slumping through another cold, then a group presentation, but cooking and watching movies keeps me satisfied. 

After two final exams in one day, I head to city centre to celebrate and encounter a few celebrities. I structure my calendar to avoid procrastinating my studying but still feel a lack of motivation. However, December brings three concerts, two of which happen this week: Remi Wolf and Sam Fender (opened by Wunderhorse)!

This week is a whirlwind. I see the new movie, Anora (and cry). Fontaines D.C.—one of my favourite bands—ends their tour in Dublin—their hometown—so I see them live, not once but TWICE, and collect a load of souvenirs. My period tries to kill me, and when that fails, the universe hits me with sickness AGAIN, just as my final exams begin!