Ha! Must’ve all thought I have not come home from Italy, did you not? Nay! I have returned! With tanned skin, less money and even more cynism! …yeah, actually t’was quite a lot of fun. To make fun of Italians who don’t understand you. Certainly can’t get enough of that.
Whatsoever, I am joyful to announce that I have once and for all decided to find my future in Dublin city. I will apply for Griffith College and Trinity College the following year to receive the best possible education a writer could hope for (at least, well … a writer who’s madly in love with irish literature)! And I am actually quite confident to be accepted at Griffith – being not as popular as Trinity, they’re always looking for foreign students. And so it begins: the path of preparation. Having set myself a goal as huge as this, I’ll have to start “collecting” letters of recommendation, documents and prizes to make myself seem valuable enough. After all, as respected as my school might be in my country, the deans in Dublin won’t give a fiddler’s fart for a graduation at APP. Am FBA on Irish literature and my scholarship for the IUP will hopefully score me some extra points as well. Let’s try and dream out loud – why should it be too good to be true?
Celebrate, we will! ‘Cause life is short but sweet, for certain!
