samedi 1 décembre 2012

December 1st : Mayflower-fucking-style, nigger.

Dear Journal,


Today, i've arrived at Dublin Airport. As usual, I was very scared of Inertia : Accordind to my neighbour, I fainted as soon as we left the ground.
I'm VERY disappointed of my brand-new luggage. One of the wheels was torn apart at the airport, and now, when rolling, it's really squeaky-squeaky. Like MOTHERFUCKING CAPORAL SGT SQUEAKY.

It's really weird to stand up once again somewhere you've already been to a few years before. Everything seems unknown, when suddenly, a simple detail reminds you of everything. Such as the strange shape of the airport hub, the curved street before Trinity College, and Trinity College itself, my favourite place in Dublin as it was already six years ago.

Leaving was hard, but arriving was so good in many points, that I am now pretty excited of everything. I feel calm, and confident. 


My room in Avalon House, Dublin2, is great, and I sleep upstairs of it, reaching my very bed by nice wooden stairs. Everything in the House inspires Calm, but Coolness.

Tomorrow, we'll go and walk around Dublin to locate our bosses, awaiting us as soon as Monday. Tomorrow will be about studying and preparing the work to get started on Monday.


End of the line for today.

PS : Photos when i'll have a better connection. I've got ONE photo uploading for half an hour and it's not even done yet.

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