| better late than never . . . |
[Aug. 5th, 2006|11:27 am] |
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So, I woke up somewhat sentimental this morning. (Wow, it's still morning.) Last night I got a call from a sadly sober blast from my past and it got me thinking . . . so I thought to look at 'The Dick's' lj and encourage you all to check out post from years past, to put a few more of you in that sentimental mood . . . |
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| gurl holla . . . |
[Apr. 4th, 2006|11:27 pm] |
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So, I just updated my blog . . . finally. http://mollysireland.blogspot.com/ Go check it out. It is not totally updated, but it is a start. Once, I get to Derry/Londonderry (on the blog) peculiarity will ensue, so get ready, but I will put it on here, insofar as my mom and her crones don't read this. Well, really I will update the lj world about Derry once mail is received in the States. E-mail me, so I know what the hell you are doing. |
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| so dublin . . . |
[Feb. 11th, 2006|07:07 am] |
so i am here
i feel like the city is bigger than it really is
it turns out that it is the third most expensive city in europe or some such thing - who knew?
i am still not homesick, but there is still time
the americans are so much better than i thought they would be, which rocks
because i will be spending a lot of time with them
i have new american friends, but REALLY want irish friends
i may try to get my host brother to let me tag along with him
since it seems that the irish guys are nicer to me than the girls
ah well . . . the beat goes one |
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| all aboard . . . next spot: the G spot |
[Jan. 28th, 2006|09:54 am] |
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how do you get hit on by a gay guy? why? how? i don't get it.
right now due to humanity sucking, i am really driven towards a certain job and feel oddly relieved to have a strong opinion one way or the other. is that odd?
i kind of still am that little girl that hears about something new and then wants it. sometimes, i = lame
the 7 day count down begins
ps- party at x-tina's tonight |
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| WOW |
[Jan. 23rd, 2006|03:14 am] |
My Fair Lady Lyrics
You Did It Lyrics
Pickering Tonight, old man, you did it!
You did it! You did it! You said that you would do it,
And indeed you did. I thought that you would rue it;
I doubted you'd do it. But now I must admit it
That succeed you did. You should get a medal
Or be even made a knight. Henry It was nothing.
Really nothing. Pickering All alone you hurdled
Ev'ry obstacle in sight. Henry Now, wait! Now, wait!
Give credit where it's due, A lot of the glory goes to you.
Pickering But you're the one who did it,
Who did it, who did it! As sturdy as Gibraltar,
Not a second did you falter. There's no doubt about it,
You did it! I must have aged a year tonight.
At times I thought I'd die of fright.
Never was there a momentary lull Henry
Shortly after we came in I saw at once we'd easily win;
And after that I found it deadly dull. Pickering
You should have heard the ooh's and ah's;
Ev'ry one wondering who she was. Henry
You'd think they'd never seen a lady before. Pickering
And when the Prince of Transylvania
Asked to meet her,
And gave his arm to lead her to the floor...! I said to him:
You did it! You did it! You did it!
They thought she was ecstatic
And so damned aristocratic,
And they never knew
That you
Did it! Henry Thank Heavens for Zoltan Karparthy.
If it weren't for him I would have died of boredom.
He was there, all right. And up to his old tricks.
Mrs. Pearce Karparthy? That dreadful Hungarian?
Was he there? Henry Yes.
That blackguard who uses the science of speech
More to blackmail and swindle than teach;
He made it the devilish business of his
"To find out who this Miss Doolittle is."
Ev'ry time we looked around
There he was, that hairy hound From Budapest.
Never leaving us alone, Never have I ever known
A ruder pest Fin'lly I decided it was foolish
Not to let him have his chance with her.
So I stepped aside and let him dance with her.
Oozing charm from ev'ry pore
He oiled his way around the floor.
Ev'ry trick that he could play,
He used to strip her mask away.
And when at last the dance was done,
He glowed as if he knew he'd won!
And with a voice to eager,
And a smile too broad, He announced to the hostess
That she was a fraud! Mrs. Pearce No!
Henry Ja wohl! Her English is too good, he said,
Which clearly indicates that she is foreign.
Whereas others are instructed in their native language
English people aren't.
And although she may have studied with an expert
Di'lectician and grammarian, I can tell that she was born
Hungarian! Not only Hungarian, but of royal blood,
she is a princess! Servants Congratulations,
Professor Higgins, For your glorious victory!
Congratulations, Professor Higgins!
You'll be mentioned in history! Rest of Servants
(Simultaneously) Congratulations, Professor Higgins!
For your glorious Victory! Congratulations,
Professor Higgins! Sing hail and hallelujah!
Ev'ry bit of credit For it all belongs to you!
Footman (Simultaneously with Rest of Servants)
This evening, sir, you did it! You did it! You did it!
You said that you would do it And indeed you did.
This evening, sir, you did it! You did it! You did it!
We know that we have said it,
But-you did it and the credit
For it all belongs to you! |
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| Freaky Friday |
[Jan. 13th, 2006|08:28 am] |
i'm leaving on a jet plane; don't know when i'll be back again. leaving . . .
well tonight out of the goodness of her heart, kathryn has decided to have a going away party at her house tonight. if you don't know where that is call me. it will be normal party time and if you don't know when that is you will be met with a dark house. (come around 11)
i hope to see most of you there and to evade more of my books. i have four out of my eleven or twelve for the month complete, so please come and save my soul from all the reading.
bring whomever is fun |
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| for kicks |
[Jan. 12th, 2006|03:23 pm] |
for kicks, i figured i would look into what i should have been doing these past four years . . .
| You scored as Anthropology. You should be an Anthropology major!
Anthropology | | 100% | Philosophy | | 100% | Sociology | | 100% | Theater | | 92% | Linguistics | | 92% | English | | 92% | Engineering | | 92% | Psychology | | 92% | Biology | | 83% | Journalism | | 75% | Art | | 75% | Dance | | 67% | Mathematics | | 42% | Chemistry | | 17% | </td>
What is your Perfect Major? (PLEASE RATE ME!!<3)
created with QuizFarm.com |
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| sadly, i am happy |
[Jan. 4th, 2006|10:02 pm] |
so, i am living it up in L-Ville trying to fight off a cold or something.
i have been sleeping, eating, reading, and exercising. but most importantly, i have been wearing my Mr Rodger Sweater.
remember how i always talked about wanting to be an old lady, well . . . i have arrived
a quote that i love: 'A traitor and a bridge are very much alike, for they both go over to the other side.'
x-tina is getting her nose broke - so be nice to her -- i am excited for her
ps- there has been talk about a belated birthday/ see you later party for me MLK weekend, so keep your ear to the ground. |
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[Dec. 22nd, 2005|10:55 am] |
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This is my program schedule:
February 6 Arrive Dublin
February 6 - 9 Program orientation at Glencree Centre for Reconciliation, County Wicklow
February 10 – March 1 Peace and Conflict Studies Seminar and Field Study Seminar in Dublin, concurrent homestay
March 2 - 6 Homestay in a rural area /small town in the west or south of Ireland
March 7- 13 Peace and Conflict Studies Seminar and Field Study Seminar in Dublin, concurrent homestay
March 14 –April 1 Continued Peace and Conflict Studies Seminar and Field Study Seminar in Northern Ireland; Belfast, Corrymeela Centre for Reconciliation (Ballycastle, Co. Antrim) and Derry, concurrent homestay
April 2 - 13 Continued Peace and Conflict Studies Seminar and Field Study Seminar in Dublin, concurrent homestay
April 14 – May 14 Independent Study Project
May 15 - 20 presentations of projects and program evaluation
May 21 End of scheduled program - program ends in Shannon
Then travel . . . to . . . until . . and then return to the states to do . . .
yeah
ps - i jazzercised today and i kicked ass . . . oh, the life of a housewife is sweet (esp since there are no kids . . . or husband for that matter) |
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