oh my god.. the past couple of days have been absolutely full of ups and down. and i'm not meaning the weather, although that was pretty messed up too. friday was my last night at the Kinlay House hostel and i couldn't book anything for Sat. night, so i was pretty desperate to get a place. got a hostel for sunday. friday evening, this girl, Caroline, called me and said she needs 2 people to fill their place immediately. so only i went to see it. it was awesome, right at the temple bar! so i agreed for both Suzi and myself. next morning, saturday (the CRAZY day, and you will soon see) at 10am, i showed up at the apartment, and of course, she wasn't home. i called her sooo many times, and no answer. finally after 30 minutes, she called me back and told me she wasn't home, and would be back in 1-2 hours. oh, AND that now she only needs one person instead of two because she accidentally gave the other bed to someone else. so i'm not living with Suzi anymore, she was ok with it though. so i found some little rotunda/park place nearby and hung out for 2 hours. i felt like a bum. so i cried a bit, cuz being a bum is so not cool. it was pretty shitty. and then it started to rain. :( finally got into the apt after 2 hours, and everything was fine. went out and did a tour of Dublin Castle, which was beautiful!








(this is the moat, with a little arch for boats coming in)
around 6pm, i went back to the apt. to shower and get ready to go to Erin's house. Erin is this girl i met through SWAP. she's been here for a while. i met her and her friends on friday night, and they seemed like a good bunch. she was having people over for homemade Irish stew. :) best meal i've had in a while! after that, a bunch of us went to The Celt, for some drinks, good convos and some Irish music! i drank water, because i'm a loser. and poor. haha.

ironically, Erin couldn't even make it, cuz she was feeling sick, so she stayed home. the pub was good times....until a HUGE fight broke out. of course, our group chose to sit at the table closest to the window and the fight outside, so we had like first row seats. ha. but it was really scary! it's actually the first fight i witnessed! i usually avoid situations like that. it was intense! i don't really know how it got so big, but i think it started with some guy getting kicked out for being too drunk. but whatever... it's not a big deal. minutes later, 4,5 guys were full out fist fighting! it ended up with one of the guys lying on the ground unconscious for a while, with blood pouring from his head. i thought he died! he came around after a while, and tried to stand up. he was staggering a LOT; bleeding head + really drink + thinned blood due to the alcohol. anyway, the second guy (ripped shirt) called the police (garda... garda = police) and the ambulance showed up not too long after. third guy was also beat up, but i don't really know how he got into the fight. anyway, he was staggering a lot too. at one point, i THINK he got pushed or something, and he was falling back. i thought he was gonna hit the ground, but he fell on a car, which held him up. but i guess because he was a big guy, and he fell backwards really hard, he actually
dented the car! all in all...it was just crazy. well, a bunch of us left the place right after all that drama was done.
but WAIT! my night of drama wasn't over yet.
by the time i got back to the apartment, i realized i forgot my keys!!!!! ok, shit. i kept calling Zosia, this girl who lived there and was moving out the next day. she's super nice. but she turned her phone off, and there was no way i was getting in. at this time, it was 1:30am. luckily, the Indian restaurant two doors down (yep, i'm neighbours with an Indian restaurant! awesome!) was still open, so i sought refuge in there for an hour and a half. the people working there were really nice about it. i left after 1.5 hours, and went walking to find a hostel to stay at. nothing. everything was full. i even started going into the nicer, more expensive B&B's. all full. by that time, i was pretty desperate and in a REALLLLY bad mood. i had absolutely nowhere to go. and i was cold. so i went into a McDonald's (i guess this one was open 24 hrs) and sat down at a table. two guys sat down at my table after a few minutes, since all the other tables were full. i didn't care. i was all antisocial and completely ignored them. after a few minutes, i left and went to the bathroom to call Jimmy, a good friend of mine in Toronto. i just started crying and complaining and venting. it was nice of him to listen to me bitch about stuff. and he was super supportive. it made me feel better. after the call, i went back to the table, and pulled out a sudoku book, to kill time, since i had nothing better to do. i'd rather be sitting in a warm place than wandering the streets. one of the two guys was in the washroom, and the other guy saw me doing sudoku, and started asking me about it. apparently, he did so much of it that he doesn't like it anymore. haha. anyways, it was cool. we started conversing. they are from Lithuania, but the guy i was talking to was Russian, but lives in Lithuania. and he's been working in Ireland for 10 months. anyway, he wondered why i was randomly doing sudoku by myself at a McD's at 3am on a saturday night. so i told him my situation, and after more conversing, he offered to let me crash on his couch. it was kinda weird at first, because we both acknowledged the fact that we did not even know each other, but he said he felt bad just leaving me. now, i know you all must be thinking i'm crazy, going to some random guy's house. but i am actually glad it was him, and not some other person. mainly because he WASN'T drunk, as opposed to EVERYONE else there and on the streets. and he seemed like a decent person. not a thug or anything like that. so i took on his offer. we left McD's and met up with some of their other Lithuanian/Russian friends and hung out by the river for a bit. met some Irish guys and had some convos. i think one of them was trying to hit on me, so i just stood up and walked over to the Russian guy. haha. anyway... by the time we started walking to his house, the sun was coming up, and it was only 4:45am. sunrises are early here, i guess?
the walk took about 1 hour, sooo long! but it was good, i got to see other parts of Dublin that is not the city center.
next morning, i called Zosia again, and she apologized for turning her phone off. i bussed home pretty much right away. when i got there, i hung out a while, and suddenly, the woman who's name is in the lease burst in the room and started yelling at me. she thought i was already living there. well, we lied and said i wasn't. apparently, the lease starts on the 23rd of each month. and i guess before i came along, they were having problems with her. anyway, she really shocked me with her outburst and rudeness. anyway..... i convinced her that i am not gonna live there and i'm living in a hostel. after more drama in the house between that landlord woman (Susan) and on of the other girls who lived there (Kathia), i got some time to talk to her. she apologized for the outburst and said it was okay that i lived there, but i can only move in on wednesday. i said okay. sooooooooo..... now my luggage is at the place, and i am staying in another hostel. it's kind stupid of Susan though, i think, because honestly, no one is sleeping on that bed, and i'm wasting money on 3 night's worth of hostelling. *sigh*... anyway. it's alright.
to conclude my too-long entry, i have a job interview tomorrow, which i'm super excited for! i really hope i get it, even though it's gonna be a shitty job. i need disposable income! or.... just income in general! i need food. haha. alright. anyways, i'm getting kicked out of here soon (hostel lounge....getting kicked out? weird) so i'll just post later!