eye test tomorrow

I love her.

Bluegrass

Oh gosh, it was such good fun!

I really enjoyed it. Best of all was I wore a floral playsuit, and it did not look horrendous. It was surprisingly flattering. Not so good was ripping my fabulous mustard yellow tights that I have litterally been looking for for like months. Grrrrrr. Not impressed.

I also made a name for myself as a matchmaker, and set up two couples. Go me! The other two managed to find boys all on their own. So happy happy fun time for them. Of course, the down side to this was I was left sitting there like a plank while they all ate the face of each other. My plan slightly backfired.

But all was not lost, because I happened to be sitting next to a very nice family from Dublin. And I talked to the mammy for well over an hour, about dogs, Ikea and the Northside. So I enjoyed myself there! And then Jess and I went for chips, and I have never been served so fast in a chipper. Though they were spreading the batter for the sausages fairly thin, bit yucky.

Then this morning it was off to Dunmore beach for a swim for Jess and I. The othersdid not join, they observed. Lol. After much screaming and jumping we finally got up to shoulder height in the water, and swam a good bit, worked off all the chips.

Then Amy and I made a fry, it was lovely. The dog enjoyed eating all the sausages I let fall behind the cooker.

My God this is a boring post, I'm not even giving any opinions. I'm just recounting my evening. Sorry guys.

Oh! Big news! The mugs that Amy and I painted when we were in Galway came today! They're looking mighty fine. I look forward to my after inner cup of tea out of it.

Back to scoil tmw. Meet the new Irish teacher, not looking forward to that. Seriously. I mean, it's so typical that I finally get a really brilliant teacher and she decides to go back to college for herself.

Also, Inglorious Basterds, what a film. Easily my favourite Tarantino film so far. Though I felt the soundtrack was a little random, and didn't always fit the scene. That scene in the bar was fantastic, it was so long and drawn out yet held my interest. It was a little gruesome, but it's Tarantino, what do you expect in all fairness?

I adore strawberries.

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tuesday

will be my first 'official' day as a sixth year. wow.
my secondary school years have gone incredibly fast, but at the same time it's hard to remember what actually happened before third year.

ahh first year, un-straightened hair, middle crease, those weird platform shoes everyone used to buy in clarks (what was I thinking, honestly?)

I am now a sixth year, and I hope my appearance has significantly improved for the better.
I couldn't be happier going into sixth year, my life is so perfect atm. Great family, great friends, great boyfriend, great everything really.

I'm not worried about the Leaving Cert, tbh. I will not allow myself to panic, but at the same time I won't rest on my laurels. Despite them being a good place to rest.

brb

*tea break*

back. where was I? Oh yes, sixth year.

This is my last year, I plan on making it a good one. I plan on making positive changes, to really try and listen in maths, and to remember my PE stuff every Thursday.

Tuesday I move into Teach Mhuire, an official sixth thing. And honestly, despite some good times at 'the table', I will be glad to leave it behind. Too much drama associated with it. There will be no drama this year. I have grown and matured over the past five years, and no longer have time for silly people. They're just so not worth it, y'know?

On a totally different note, I have debating over whether or not to get a straight fringe. I have not fully decided. I more than likely will get one at my next haircut, then push it out of my face as is my habit.

This time next it will hopefully be off to University College Cork for me. And the next great stage of my life will begin.

I have a crazy dream last night where Sandy lost all her bones so I could tack her. I pray it was just a normal dream, and not a glimpse of the future. That would dampen my beginning of term spirits.

My final vow for this school year, is to actually finish paintings. Even non school ones.

oh my gosh

i adore . .

tea
hello kitty

good grammar and spelling
love
futurama

yellow

faux fur coats

dr martens

robert pattinson

kisses

hugs

octopus tree

earrings

bracelets

shoes

dress & skirts

pin ups

books

BREFFNI

writing

painting

winning
miami ink

photos

charity shops

parka coats

winter

summer

scarves

Sandy

frames

Queen

iPod

twilight

cinema popcorn

chips (in the weird voice)

rain

sand

The Gube

stormy beaches

limewire

Heartbeats

violin

rugby

magic

MLIA

heart shaped glasses

Criminal Minds

bebo

flowers

love letters

cardigan

Paris

back to school

that time already. fastest summer ever.

but it was a really good summer (:

can't waiitttt to meet the new first years, drink smell kid and tourettes kid may have a run for their money. though i don't think tourette's kid could run anywhere, he's kinda hunch backed.

anyway.

my last ever first day of school.

wow.

i no longer have a drain on my resources

debs are over. all two of them. two would have been fine,

had they not been one day after another.

but it was brilliant, both of them.

the dressing up was so fun, and the dancing, and the table chat. not so good was black feet from dirty floors and kid rock. but you can't have everything.

also, i got my first blog comment (thank you jamie)

i didn't think people really commented on blogs

i am wrong apparently.

yay pictures!

ps. is brown a bad type colour?

last night

I worked. for a PRIESTS REUNION.

I felt like I had to watch everything I said.

"Would you like some tea father?"

"I'd LOVE some tea."

I'm disappointed I didn't get to say, "Ahh go on, go on, go on."

today.

Mkay, so i'm all enthusiastic about this atm, but I don't expect it to last. Unless I have something really important to say. Which I don't always. I wish I did.
I have opinions.
Strong ones.
Today was a pretty ordinary day, woke up, had to polish. It rained, imagine that. Working tonighttt, shouldn't be too bad.
My new obsession is now Make Me A Supermodel, Colin ftw.
Slán
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book review

I'm going to start posting a few of these, they're pretty fun to do, might submit a few to magazines or something.

Title: Captain Corelli's Mandolin

Author: Louis De Bernieres

Publisher: Vintahe

Rating: aaaa

Review: Although it starts off a little slow, and is steeped in description of the idyllic Greek island of Cephallonia, this novel blooms into a beautiful and classic love story. The minor characters, the drunken priest, the strongman, the unconvetional soldier, are just as well developed as the leads, Antonio and Pelagia. As the outside world descends into chaos as WW2 spreads, the novel becomes darker, told from many different perspectives. The novel challenges the reader's view point on war, history and conventional love. I found this to be a genuinely moving book, which stays with the reader long after the final pages.

Quote: "He let his rifle rust, even lost it once or twice, but he won battles armed only with a mandolin"

Buy it here: http://www.amazon.com/Corellis-Mandolin-Novel-Louis-Berni%C3%A8res/dp/067976397X

debs

it's tomorrow. quite excited tbh. hoping it won't rain and/or be windy.
but let's be realistic.
it probably will be.
although, once I don't look like these poor fools, I'll be perfectly fine.