Sunday Sinner

Went to church again, good times. Tomorrow we go to an orientation session. So we can finally get jobs. We have officially been in Dublin for a day and I already feel like I need to get on with my life. Im on the go. Anyway, I have got to say that I am absolutly in love with Dublin. Im going to stay here. People have really bad teeth over here-no offence to them. Its just somehing I noticed. Im really thankful for my teeth. People are way more fashionable over here than in Canada. There casual clothes are our dress-up clothes. They like to make an impression. But I prefer people for who the are. As long as you keep proper hygiene your cool with me. Not because your wearing leather boots... BUT today I went looking for this apartment and I couldnt even find it. The number was 13. I wonder if they just opted it out of superstition because the other adresses were a 14 and a 12. But no 13. hmmm But watever its cool because the area was sooo dodgy. On the way back, Laurence and I started talking to this folk songstress on the street. We hit it off and then she lent us her guitar and we played a few songs and made a few euros. We officially busked. I liked it. Were going to do it again sometime soon.