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Sin É!

Well it’s not really ‘Sin é’ because I do have to go back next year. But for now, it’s over..

None of this for 3 months!

‘Twas Chemistry today, which is probably the worst I’ve done so far out of all of them. I hadn’t studied because it felt so like summer on Wednesday that it was impossible to concentrate and I just said to hell with it. There was an unbelievable amount of stuff to cover anyway, and I’d never have gotten it done in a day. I don’t think I failed though, but we’ll wait and see..

I went to town after school with Aisling and we went for coffee to our favourite haunt. I was introduced to a fellow blogger, Aimee, there and she very kindly complimented my blog which made me very happy indeed! 🙂 We met up with a few others, but I got sick of doing nothing after a little while so I headed off to buy a card for a friend and went to the post office to write it. E-mails are great, but there’s nothing like a handwritten letter or card. One of my many new resolutions is to write thank you notes where they’re due.. This card was a start though!

Headed home after that, and weirdly enough I’m kind of at a loss as what to do. School’s finished but every time I go into my room there are books everywhere so there’s still that reminder.. I should seriously sort that out.

Planning on staying at home tomorrow and uploading a load of photographs I’ve been meaning to post here for ages. The Internet connection’s fairly dodge at the moment though do it’ll probably take me all day and drive me insane in the process. But if it’s for the welfare of my blog, I’ll do it!

Cafe Mexicana by Monica Jones

There’s a group of us going out for dinner tomorrow evening then. Big groups in town aren’t my thing. I’d rather go for coffee and have a catch-up with one or two friends than do that whole wandering around aimlessly thing. I’ve better things to do with my time, despite what everyone may believe. But dinner’s fine because it’s a good big-group activity.

It’s kind of an end-of-school start-of-summer thing because everyone seems to be going away next week to Irish or French college or whatever. Suits me down to the ground. The peace and quiet will be complete bliss, and I’ve plenty to be doing between Kinsale Arts Week and my week with the Irish Times the following week.

Regarding that, eeeeeeep! After the magazine competition, one or two from each of the winning schools were given the opportunity to do a week’s work experience in the Times. So this blogger’s heading off to the big shmoke of the world of Dublin journalism. Exciting stuff dontcha think? And my lovely, lovely cousins have said I can stay with them for the week.

The only downside to all this is that I had applied for the Young Curators Programme as part of Cork Midsummer Festival, but I’ll have to withdraw my application as the dates clash, but working in the Irish Times is too good an opportunity to turn down.

So that’s the story. Now that I’m on holidays I plan on posting here far more regularly than I’ve been doing recently. I’ve lots of photos to put up too that I’ve taken over the past month or so, but bear with me on that one.

And hope ye all enjoy the long weekend!

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It was almost summer..

It was a bit like this today (photo from last summer)

I woke up to blue skies and the sun shining. And we’re so cool we had actually planned rugby in the park. Although the rugby wasn’t necessarily my idea. I don’t know why we even bothered with the rugby actually. All we ended up doing with it was writing on it. Caroline’s brother now thinks we met Brian O’Driscoll, Ronan O’Gara, Doug Howlett, the Pope (Joe), and some ‘girlz’ today who all signed his rugby ball. Anyway.

We met for a coffee in town first, and my loyalty card was full so I had an amazing large cappuccino in CCR, and it tasted even better due to its free-ness. We walked to town, got to the park, stopped for me to be abused about my blog, my non-existent hipster-ness, and me as a person in general. And of course some snacking on cookies.

We went and spent the afternoon on a bench by the river having tiger loaf and cookies and tossing the rugby ball a few metres when we felt like it. We also had a stroll up to the Shaky Bridge and intimidated passers-by. And it was just like summer again, what with the sun and us actually being able to ‘hang’ in an outdoor area. I also made Aisling take pictures of me so I can do a clothes post once I get my hands on the photos so you can be waiting in anticipation for that..

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‘Tis been a while…

When I got back from London I realised I had so much work to catch up on. The week before we went I was only thinking about going away, and then reality hit on Monday when I saw all the homework I had never done. And we had three maths tests last week. If that doesn’t excuse me, I don’t know what will..

The past weekend was good, really good. After getting Business and Maths tests out of the way on Friday, I went home and straight to bed. Passion Pit were on in the Savoy that evening and we had three tickets between 7 or 8 of us and decided we’d head out anyway as it was a friend’s birthday. I felt a bit crappy so I popped two Paracetamol and went for a nap. setting my alarm for 6.15pm. Inevitably, I put it on snooze and didn’t get up until 7pm so there was a bit of a shower-change-pack rush going on between then and eight.

We got to town and saw the queues outside Savoy and just decided to give up there and then. A little bit of wandering the streets ensued, but that was to be expected, and after a bit we ended up in a pub. We met a few people in there, both young and old, friends and strangers, and quite a bit of Irish was spoken. Drink always brings out the cúpla focal in people.

It was a lovely, lovely evening, and we even a platter of free sandwiches for whatever reason. Seriously, how bad? Then I got word that the whole getting into Passion Pit scenario was pretty lenient, but one drink led to another and we never got there. We did give our tickets away though, for anyone who’s raving at the thought of wasted tickets.

We met some lovely, and some not so lovely people after we left the pub. Somehow, I got talking to this guy, a DJ he told me, and we joked about adding each other on Facebook. Then the following afternoon in town, who do I see DJing in the window of a shop in town, but himself from last night. We waved and laughed.. Small world, like.

Town was so nice yesterday. Cork is so cultural these days that the food stalls were out on Grand Parade and there was some Irish-y band playing and there was Art in the Park – all part of St. Patrick’s Festival as it’s called. No longer just Paddy’s Day, but here in Cork we extend it to a whole festival. Myself and Aisling got some savage ‘Gourmet Sausage Sandwiches’ from O’Flynn’s for lunch. Feckin’ delicious.

Now it’s Sunday and my head hurts and I have a cold. Which sorta sucks. But I don’t feel too bad. We went to Kinsale earlier for coffee and whatnot and now I’m shuddering at the prospect of having to start my homework. My room’s a wreck and I’ve to walk the dogs, but I think I might just say ‘Feck that’ and get lost on the Internet for a few hours.

It’s Sunday after all, and aren’t we all supposed to rest and not do anything or something?

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Happiness is…

…right now. This. Happy happy happy!

Town was so so so nice today. None of my friends were in, and I only had two hours while my mother rushed around on her one disc, but it was lovely.

I went to Plugd first. I had a little look around. There was a DJ set going on so nice vibe about the place, but then again, there always is. I thanked Albert for his little message on the back of the CD cover, and had a chat at the counter. Then he handed me an Adam Green album, completely sealed in plastic, and said ‘You like him, right? Happy Christmas.’ So that made me happy. And I wished him a merry Christmas also, and went on my way. Like two hours is pretty short, y’know…

I really wanted a big chunky cardigan for over this dress I have so I headed to H&M first. Found a few there so I tried ’em on and I absolutely loved one. Kinda thought my mother wouldn’t like it so I hid it with a grey long sleeved top I liked and arranged to meet her there later on. I kinda don’t know what I did for a while, but went back to H&M at some stage to show her the cardigan, and SHOCK HORROR she liked it. I was seriously surprised because she usually only likes fitted things and this is pretty much as baggy as you can get.

So I went and bought it. €40 down to €20. And the guy at the counter was so nice! He had a Santa hat on and a Christmas tee and was asking me was I all ready and whatnot. We were chatting away and I told him I was going down to Kerry and it was just nice. I departed as we wished each other a merry Christmas. All shop assistants should be like that.

And then I practically ran up to my favourite coffee place in the town and had to resort to a coffee to go. When I got to the counter they were like ‘Americano?’ . ‘Of course, but it has to be to go today.’ I’d say they nearly died on the spot. And as a little Christmas present they gave me an extra stamp on my loyalty card so my next coffee is free! Woo!

Then as I rushed back to the car to meet my mother I bumped into so many lovely people, all along the one street. I had short but seriously sweet conversations with folks I could have spent hours with. It’s nice to meet nice people. That’s it, nothing else, just nice.

It was a beautiful day. And it made me realise how many million times better local businesses are than commercial chains.

Nollaig shona daoibh go léir!

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Today I bought…

Today was the start of the first proper Christmas weekend. Town was feckin’ jammers between the SHARE people begging everyone for money, and the slightly older folks freaking out about Christmas. I went for coffee with my mum and my aunt, and then looked around a few shops with them, bumped into my Maths teacher, tried on a jumper and then departed them and wandered around.

Caroline made a lovely boo boo by texting me by accident regarding the fact that she didn’t want to spend as much on my birthday present as we always spend on each other’s presents. So that was a fabulous start to the morning.

Happened to meet a guy I know as I came out of Penneys after buying a leather-look over-the-shoulder bag, because my Tophop canvas one was just not staying up on my shoulder. So I walked up the street a bit, avoiding a few people en route, and then we talked for about half an hour, as he stood fascinated by a woman with branches stuck on to her who waved her arms about in what was apparently a tree-like fashion. So that was nice.

Then I text my friends, who didn’t reply for ages, and then said ‘they weren’t in’ although the guy I had been talking to had seen them. What a way to make a girl feel loved, eh?!

We went for coffee, did a little shopping, y’know yourself. Headed off to Plugd for a gawk, but it was super busy, and Aisling rang me telling me they were going to Amicus, so we all went for paninis together. Quite nice. I returned to Plugd then to decide between Arcade Fire and The National, although I had to take Arcade Fire because funds were insufficient to purchase The National. Soon though. There were savage cupcakes on offer in Plugd too, in cute paper cases and with amazing blue icing and sprinkles. A list-of-the-decade-topping album, a delicious cupcake, an amazing vibe, a live DJ set, and a nice chat, all for €13. What more could one want?

From there we headed over to Peace Park that has been turned into a ‘Winter Wonderland’ by Franc/Peter Kelly. The queue was ridiculously long, but moved quickly, and I had my herby lollipop from The Hemp Company to keep me happy. And then we went home.

And now I’m here, listening to Funeral, and wondering what to do.

Arcade Fire – Rebellion (Lies)

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It’s (almost) over.

Only one more exam left, and then freedom. And it’s only French tomorrow anyway which, to be honest, I couldn’t give two fecks about, so ‘sall good!

I had Irish today. Wasn’t in until 11 so instead of doing the responsible, diligent thing and studying last night, I spent yesterday on the mighty Internet, and half-learned an essay on ‘Jack’ in bed this morning. Had a quick glance over ‘An Bhean Óg’ and ‘Clare sa Spéir’ too, and the latter came up. Exam went fine in the end, considering the fact that I really thought I was heading for a D when I went in.

After school I went to town. Went into Plugd (more about this in a post where I have more time and energy) had a weep, and bought a CD. Also went for coffee in my favourite coffee shop, and made a very constructive list of possible articles for the school magazine.

Christ I only had a bowl of Fruit’n’Fibre, a bar of Áine chocolate, and an Americano all day. I should be starving.

I wish I could be happier, but I’m not.

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The weekend

And at last, the weekend rolls around.

It’s been long enough coming, but it’s one of those weekends that I’m just not looking forward to. Which is a shame really, because it should be the absolute highlight of my life. I’m beginning to think I’m very unsociable for a teenager because I never seem to want to go to parties. A particular type of party. I’ve an eighteenth this weekend, and the best way of describing what it’s going to be like is to think of ‘My Super Sweet 16’. It’s in a hotel with the birthday boy arriving in a limo and all that jazz. Which is fine, but it’s just not an intimate get together where one can get trashed and lie out in the back garden if one feels one should behave in such a manner. I like those kinda parties.
Instead I must spend tomorrow trekking the town looking for something to wear. And shit! I just remembered I’ll have to spend tonight pouring bottles of fake tan over my pasty Irish skin. Ugghhh. And I’ll also have to go find a birthday present. Why oh why do people have parties I ask myself? And on top of all the hassle I’ve to go to, I don’t think this event is going to be all that. For some, no doubt, it will. However I won’t know many people there and there’s some stoopid thing with under 18s having to wear a band so they can’t buy drink. Looks like I’m in for a night of sitting in the corner with my best friend. Oh the joys of the infamous ’18th Season’.
In other news, I have tennis later on. I think it’s time to start worrying when an hour of physical exertion becomes one of the highlights of my weekend. My so-called friends no longer frequent the city centre as we did all summer, leading to caffeine cravings for me, unless I choose to go for coffee on my own, which frankly just isn’t the same.
I should really do a bit of work this weekend too. Next week is the last week of school, so there’ll be a couple of tests no doubt, commencing with Business Unit 1 on Monday. The Mid-Term can’t come quick enough. I am both physically and emotionally exhausted. Well not really, just fed up of school, so academically exhausted then. I just need a chance to go out and SLEEP IN! Inevitably though, it will go all too fast and I will end up even more stressed than I am now.
Gotta go change now, eat some food and go run around a court for an hour. I love my life.

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