I think the birds are out to get me. I bought a loaf of bread last Wednesday so that we could start making sandwiches again and I left it on our kitchen table. I left to go to an event for the night and came back to find that somebody had gotten into my bread. The first thing I felt (and I remember this really viscerally) was confusion because I thought it was a little rude for one of my roommates to make the mess that had befallen our kitchen table with my bread. The second thing I felt was dread. Because the longer I stared at the loaf of bread before me, the less it looked like any human had gotten their hands on it.

For context, we’ve had a few issues with birds in the apartment because none of the windows have screens on them. I’m pretty sure we’ve caught on by now, but for the first few weeks, I think we kept forgetting that birds could get inside if we opened the windows too much. 

In any case, panic started to set in because if a bird got into my bread, that meant I would definitely have to throw my new bread away! I felt like I already knew the answer, but I texted the roommate group chat asking if (and begging that) somebody had gotten into my bread. Before anyone responded, I found confirmation that a bird was inside on the couch.

Besides one of the most frustrating things I’ve possibly ever experienced, the past week was a lot of fun! My friends convinced me to go to Dublin Castle which was cool. I can’t ever remember the things I read about in the self-guided brochures, but I remember thinking that the place was really impressive.

I spent the week doing an Instagram takeover for my Ethics and Debate Club as well. I basically just took pictures of everything I did and then posted them on the Instagram story. It made me appreciate my commute to and fro work every day, and it was also nice to kind of reconnect with some people that I usually only ever see every Tuesday night.

Speaking of reconnecting, one of my friends from home came to visit. She was studying abroad in Belfast and came down to Dublin once her program ended. We went to the Temple Bar and walked around Dublin for a little before we had to go home, but it was still nice to see her.

My supervisor at my internship left the company last Thursday. I only knew her for a little over a week, but I’m going to miss our conversations. She got me to start watching Love Island: UK which I really appreciate, but now I don’t know anybody I can talk to about it with. Anyway, I went out with our coworkers to celebrate her leaving, which was some great craic. I got to know a few of them more and they seem really cool!

I met 2 more of the interns I’ll be working with for the rest of the Summer. It turns out that I met both of them on the bus about a week before either of them started at the internship, so that’s a weird coincidence. I’m excited to get to know them better over the next few weeks. 

There’s a fair amount of ambiguity when it comes to my internship. It’s not that I necessarily haven’t gotten a lot of direction on the project that I’m currently working on, but I have a lot of freedom to proceed however I want to. I’m about 3 chapters into the 6 chapter E-book I’m writing, so I think it’s going ok so far. What’s making me uncertain is that it’s not always easy for me to ask questions. There were a few days last week, for example, when I didn’t see the CEO or my supervisor. My supervisor actually recently left the country, but she’s been replaced so I’m not too worried about that. I think I just need to get more comfortable asking the CEO questions as well. My plan is to make half the draft before I ask if I’m moving in the right direction. I’m not sure if that’s too many chapters deep to be asking questions like “Am I doing this right?” but I’d also feel bad about asking too many questions given how busy everybody seems to be. In any case, I plan to ask soon if the way I’ve been going about it is ok.