Ok, here's the proper blog=)

So I've tried to write a blog about 8 times in the last 2/3 weeks.. or however long it's been since I last wrote one.
Ok so I've found that when it comes to writing a blog, if you don't have anything to talk about, you don't write a blog. Well this is the exact opposite. I have so much to talk about, I don't actually know what to write. And then more things happen and I can't write about them, because I haven't written about the things that happened before them and it builds and builds til my head explodes=D

So here we go.

(i) Exams

Yes I am this behind.
So they're over.
Thank fuck.

Now all I have to do is get my parents out of the country before the results are available.

(ii) Padday's Portay

Yes it was awesome. Yes the music was excellent. Yes the Pixy Stix were the best idea ever. Yes I got pretty damn drunk. I don't care so much, cos God knows how much I deserved it, but I am very sorry to anyone I may have offended, as I tend to do that. I'm still begging Kate to destroy that video. And I want to say a huge thank you to the whole family for letting - how many of us were there? .. a lot anyway - into their home, and I apologise on behalf of everyone (even if they don't want to be included, tough, be polite) if anything got wrecked, floors, surfaces, gardens, innocence etc. and indeed to Patrizio himself for giving us all such an excellent end to fifth year. Hope you had as good a time as the rest of us=)

(iii) My 3rd Annual Start of Summer Picnic

Oh my God the weather. Sweet baby Jesus and the orphans it was gorgeous. I must have done something right. Of course the fact that the warm - yes, warm - sun felt like stabbing me in the eyes was less pleasant, but my guests seemed content, so that was good. I also apologise for saying about 8 words all day, but I was ridiculously hungover. White man, red man, at least 5 full Pixy Stix, whatever was left in Pixy Stix that I had found and cut the tops off of (I think there were maybe 10-15 of these) and whatever was left in cans (alco or somebody who just hates waste? Junior School much?) and not enough water all mixed together for a semi-blinding headache and a stomach that felt like a washing machine on a Sunday, so I hope you understand why I wasn't that most communicative. However, thanks bunches to everyone who came, and for putting up with me, hopefully the other wonderful guests were enough entertainment for you=)

(iv) FreshÉire

With the beginning of summer comes the verification of obsession. Even my mum cam in last night (Thursday), after we had been at Sex and the City (which was really good btw) and I was already checking my subscriptions and watching Alex's new video and she said "You're addicted" and I said "Oh I know" and turned back to watching it. And she doesn’t even know about the vlogging bit=P
However, with obsession comes reward, or what appears to be reward, we’ll have to see. Fresh Éire. Stop reading this, get your ass over there now and subscribe. I’ll wait here ‘til you’re done.
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Then start an account, you should have one anyway.
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Oh fine, then you’re not allowed read the rest of this.

****Subscribers only from this point****

So considering you’re now a subscriber, you’re already aware of the set up. Ste on Mondays (hopefully), Daire on Tuesdays, Emma on Wednesdays, Chris on Thursdays, and yours truly on Fridays.
Sounds good n’est pas?
Oh! And Little Green Cars! Check them out! They’re awesome!

(v) Empty Nest Syndrome

My chickens are all leaving me and to say I’m unimpressed is a vast understatement. And while Bear might be writing love letters, I’m more of a 21st century gal, and why do in writing what you can do on the internet? Plus I’m such a procrastinator, I’d never get round to it otherwise. And even if nobody sees this, at least it’ll be a nice surprise when they get back. Not as much of a nice surprise as post, but somewhat more reliable. So yeah I miss you all hugely, and it sucks that I won’t see any of you ‘til I get back to school, and I was really “down” (well more than that, but it’ll do) on Sunday night (and indeed last night to a much lesser extent) what with all my babies flying the nest, though I also blame the lost season finale (dude, did anyone see that??) for setting me off, it’s the train-crash episode of Grey’s all over again… And I know it’s definitely a sign that I need a life cos none of you are missing me, having merry times en France, but whatever, I miss you. Deal with it. Walk it off.
See? That’s the kind of crap I miss. And Stef and Daire were poking my chest yesterday but it wasn’t the same=P


(vi) Where I Am Now

I’m writing this from the kitchen sink. No I’m not. That’s a joke for the learned amongst you. Yeah I’m supervising the exams. And I don’t have my laptop with me today. That’s right. I’m writing. With a pen. In a notebook. Retro much? I’ll type this up at some stage, but I as just in a blogging mood. That’s why my list of songs is so long, cos it’s all handwritten see.

Well not now, now I’m typing. Now it’s Monday, and I brought in my laptop, so I’m typing it out now, into word, cos Mr pooey Redmond won’t give us the password for the internet to use pcs so I’ll be posting this when I get home. And I typed up all the quotes too. They’re in the next one. They’re all up to date! I did it!
So yeah I’m outside Room 36, in the corridor, at my little desk, typing away.

(vii) Youtube Miscellany

Yeah so I’m obsessed at the minute. With everything to do with it. Even the most played music on my ipod is stuff I found on youtube. And what I find hilarious and incomprehensible simultaneously, is how the really crazy huge people on youtube, have like normal lives! Because when you’re a celebrity on youtube, you’re not a celebrity everywhere else, and I just find that impossible to believe. How is it that not everybody in the world is on youtube? How can you not know everyone on it? The fact that this time last year I was only mildly interested in it for watching tv shows and Phoenix Prouction videos (RIPish) is a distant memory. I can’t remember not being this obsessed. And I know it’s the same with all my obsessions, they’re alarmingly intense at the beginning, and ease off to an acceptable level of fangirlage after a time, which lasts indefinitely eg. Henry Cavill, Lemon Demon, etc. But I actually do not see an end to it! I’m just getting more and more involved, as it becomes more and more an integral part of my life. I have “made contact” as it were with some of my favourite youtubers. Like I was messaging Mhazz and lurked like a lurking thing on lurking pills in one of Dave from Blue Skies’ Stickam rooms, though I talked at the start, as more people signed into it, I got somewhere between starstruck and a bit of fangirl heaven (I am one, majorly, I just hate it, so I keep it fairly closeted, obviously not among my friends though=P) as people like Charlie, Dave of Talk with Dave and Ste of Ste and Kel joined. Oh dear. I am a stalker amn’t I? There’s that word again. Amn’t. I question it’s validity!!


Right I'm home now, and I got bored of writing this earlier, cos I was listening to VLR and got a bit distracted=P

So I'm going to go have a shower now. Look at that weather for Jesus sake! I think my bikini may get a second outing in 3 days!

Yeah I have a listening to list to put up. It's very long. I'll get back to it.