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Saturdays are simply the best

No day of the week will ever be as good. Ever.

I went into town with my mum, went for coffee with her and two of my aunts. Aunt bought a cardigan for me. From Penney’s, but I love it. Penney’s has gotten so good.

Then I went to Topshop and bought a denim skirt and a long grey jumper/dress with giftcards I had from Christmas. And got a 10% student discount. Good start to the day loike.

And I met my friends and we wandered around and I looked at second hand books and we went for coffee and there were beautiful paintings and the brownie was amazing and I got two stamps on my loyalty card and I met lovely people and I had a freak out and my friend was so nice to me and I laughed and I smiled.

We decided to go for dinner and my mum was cool with it even at my ridiculously short notice. It was lovely to be free and there not be any pressure to catch a bus and run around all flustered. We walked and we talked and we searched for a restaurant and finally went to Gourmet Burger Bar. Falafel for Hannah and me, chicken for Ash, Haloumi for Botch and chicken wings for Liam. All in burger form of course, apart from the wings. And it was tasty and fun and relaxing and happy. We paid and left a tip and missed our buses accidentally-on-purpose.

Tea sounded good so we wandered to Gusto where Liam paid for my coffee and then made me pay him back. And we talked and we planned in the candle-lit café and I sipped my Americano and admired the lovely waiter. And Jim passed and waved and I loved, loved Cork again.

We walked to the bus stop and got our bus and came home and I tried on my clothes and now I’m here.

This is a day to remember.

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Happy Saturday

Today was lovely.

I gave maths in UCC a skip and went to town with my mum instead. It was a superb decision on my part I have to say. I went for coffee first with her and we met my aunt and her boyfriend.

Then we went shopping! She bought me a black lace dress, black tights, gold chains with black ribbon going through it, and a colourful maxi dress for the summer. Then in H&M she paid for half a leather-look jacket, and my aunt had given me a tenner, so I only had to spend a tenner myself then. So lots of new clothes which make me smile!

I met my friends and we went to Cork Coffee Roasters and deliberated over how to get into Passion Pit in the Savoy. White Lies wasn’t too successful last time.. I got two stamps on my card when I bought my coffee and scone..nice! Just before we left I had a quick chat with a guy who works there about a gig, another gig, and Plugd. It’s nice to know that good music ain’t dead yet. And I’m glad that feeling of Plugd being more than a record store but rather a little community is still alive.

We went to a gig in the Triskel. Cian Nugent and Boys of Summer were playing a gig in association with Plugd Records. The Triskel has moved to this old ESB building and it’s so cool in there. It’s like a warehouse or something and there’s art on the walls and it feels amazing in there. A lot of Plugd regulars were in attendance and I had a little chat with Albert and Jim and it was lovely and normal and happy again.

The white lettering over the door of Plugd was taken down during the week. It’s looks so horrible and bare now. You can still see the outline of the letters though, a faded effect, as if Plugd is like a ghost or something. It’s so weird not having it around anymore.

I saw lots of nice people in town though. One conversation had a reference to this blog, which was nice. I like to know the odd person actually reads it. Other people just waved; one gave a wave and a smile that made me feel happy inside, and outside too. He’s cute. Talked to another friend for a while. Hmm…

I’m slightly wrecked now though. That might have been caused by the walking around Bishopstown in the dark looking for my mum in her car to bring me home. She forgot her phone and I couldn’t find her. That was fun. Not.

But today was nice, so to end on a happy note, here’s a choon from Boys of Summer:

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Nice weekend

Just some ofmthe things we consumed last night..

Just some of the things we consumed last night..

I think my lack of posting here kinda shows I’m a bit busy at the moment. All the same I like the calm of a Sunday morning. There’s nowhere to rush to, nothing major to do; you can just take a break. Then again, this all changes at 7pm when you realise you should really start your homework. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.

Friday was nice. Tennis started again and it was so good to play again. My lungs nearly exploded at the end of the fitness section, which made me realise just how unfit I’d gotten over Christmas. My 12-year-old brother was playing my 17-year-old friend, and the child won. It’s kinda shit for the teenager being beaten by that little squirt for the last place on this new squad, but the child must be good, and that’s life.

It was up early for me on Saturday for Maths in UCC, which really wasn’t so bad. The lecturer we had is pretty amusing and he showed us this really cool thing about the last digit of the ISBN number on books and how you can calculate it by using this modulus thing. And he’s a man after my own heart with his need for coffee or else he can’t think.

We walked to town then, stopping along the way to take various photos for the magazine: the gates of UCC, the Glucksman, the Vault closed due to flooding, Café Depeche, the Kino, the courthouse. Then we met the others and wandered around taking pictures of coffee hangouts for Caroline’s article which tells you what kind of person you are based on what coffee shop you hang out in. It’s funny, only because it’s so true..

Then ourselves headed to Cork Coffee Roasters, where Hannah almost broke another plate. It was busy but nice and the staff were chatty and the coffee was good, the brownies amazing too. We talked about various stuff, including family holidays and our intense loathing for them, and what our favourite day ever was. I had a few.

Botch and I then went to the library while the others went to Topshop or somewhere. We were looking for a book on the old mental asylum in Cork for an article I’m writing for the magazine. Upstairs we went into the reference library, wandered through the shelves holding the books of the Irish Constitution, and finally found our way up another narrow stairs to the Local Studies room. All the cabinets were locked but the man working there knew exactly where the book I wanted was. We sat down at this table, the man opposite us poring over a huge book of sorts with old, yellowing pages, and leafed through every page.

Just as we finished up, the lights were turned off, and it was quarter past five. Fuck knows how long we spent in there. Stress ensued as I replied to texts, answered calls from my dad asking was I coming home, where I was blah blah blah, but then got a lift home with Hannah.

Had dinner, went to mass. I kind of enjoyed mass. It was the first time I was in the church since it’s been completely revamped and it’s really rather nice. There was an article about it in the Examiner last weekend I think, and I wanted to have an ol’ sconce. The new walls and windows and pews are lovely, and the stone floor is so much nicer than whatever was there before. The ceiling and altar are nice and modern too. I think attendance has increased with this new, comfortable church as a lot of the seats were full, so I went and sat on my own, and I liked it. I mean, it’s not like I listen to what’s being said but I like just sitting there and thinking. It’s not often you can do that without having something else you should be doing.

Then we went to Aisling’s house for Roses, coke, gin, exercise equipment, and the mighty book of answers. Really, really nice evening. Happy happy happy. 🙂

And if you actually made it this far, well done!

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Morning thoughts

Oh dear Jesus I am not looking forward to today. It is almost midday, that is HALF WAY THROUGH THE DAY, and I am still sitting here in my pyjamas. I have to wait for a hungover mother to rise so that I can have a shower and cover my arms in fake tan. I have decided to take the easy option and wear tights to the party. Then I have to go to town to find a present. And I have shitloads of homework to do. Ugh.

I’m looking out the window and it is fair to say that it’s a pretty mank day. The sky is grey and the whole place just looks dull. I love winter, but not this murky, bleak scene. I like cold frosty days where you can’t go out without wearing a heavy coat and a hat and a chunky scarf. I like layering clothes so that you feel all cosy and warm. I like the sky to be clear and the sun to be shining. I don’t like when the sun can’t see down into the world. I don’t like feeling trapped by this blanket of clouds that is covering my world.
And on a Saturday evening I like coming home and actually talking a little bit to my family when my aunt is over for dinner. I don’t even mind it if my mother makes us go to mass. I actually seem to be able to do homework on a Saturday night, which is unusual. Fridays, Fridays are the nights for going out and having fun. Saturdays are for shopping in town and going for numerous cups of coffee. Sundays are get-up-early days and going for a walk on the beach with the dogs and strolling along the seafront and having some more coffee, or maybe even breakfast.
Well, for me anyway.

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