Still up at 8am after sleeping virtually all day yesterday. Second night out in Galway - went to a club called Central Park with some USC kids. They give me a lot of shit for going to Notre Dame, I play along. More successful this time with meeting people, although seems like hotter girls all assume we're trying to hit on them and blow us off. I cry a little bit each time but move on. The DJ went heavy on Katy Perry, I was pleased. Bought kabobs afterward, very Londonish. Get followed home by some Irish guy who gives us a blessing and its all in gaelic so I didn't understand all of it. We find wifi on the way home and I see the padres are losing their 8th straight. I know at that point I have a long night of crying ahead of me.
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