Sleep

My sleep cycle, as most of my friends are aware, is completely fucked. I haven't been to bed before 5am or up before 3pm, in weeks. So tonight, when 6am rolled around, and the children's programmes started, I decided tonight is the night that I'm just gonna stay up, to try and knock myself back into a regular routine.

I'm currently watching 50 Cutest Child Stars - All Grown Up. I started watching this purely from lack of anything else on, but it has turned out to be pretty educational.

For example, I just found out that Cory from Boy Meets World and Kevin from The Wonder Years are brothers. What the fuck?? Was this common knowledge among the rest of you? I'm genuinely interested here, so please let me know. Personally, I had no idea.

I was supposed to go see Evil Dead 2 today, which was on as part of the Horrorthon in the IFI, but myself and Derry didn't make it into town on time. I was mega bummed. Seeing your favourite movies on the big screen is awesome. I'm gonna go to Dawn of the Dead on monday, I think. I saw Night of the Living Dead in the IFI this time two years ago.

I am a bit tired at this stage. Probably gonna fall asleep in a while and fuck up my sleep cycle even more. Sigh.

Stuff

I went to see Burn After Reading today. Fuck it was so good. 10/10. I never give films 10 out of 10. I've changed my mind. 9 and a half. I don't know why I'm taking off that half.

I would fully back the Coen brothers if it wasn't for that film Intolerable Cruelty they did a few years ago. That was shit.

Next film I am super excited for would probably be Choke. There was a trailer for it before the movie today. I read the book by Chuck Palahniuk last year and it is so good. I love Chuck Palahniuk. Fight Club, Choke and Survivor are my favourites, in that order, but I hate that book Diary. Loads of people seem to bum that one, but I seriously hated it.

I am getting really fucked off with Cineworld. Every time I have gone to the cinema recently, my Unlimited card hasn't worked. It's getting really annoying. Actually it was really annoying the first time. At this stage it is fucking ridiculous. I'm sick of being put on the phone, being on hold, confirming my bank details, filling out the form for a complimentary ticket, being told my card would be fine from now on, and repeating the whole stupid process again the next time round. It makes me not want to go to the cinema anymore, and going to the cinema is my favourite.

For those of you who might possibly care, Freddy is gone. He was with us for about a month, and I am sad that he has left. I hope that he has moved on to greener pastures or a nicer windowsill, and I seriously hope he is not dead.

Knacker drinking.

Knacker drinking is the best shit ever. We have two of the Welshie girls staying my house right now, so we decided to bring them for a night out, Dub-style. Basically, we got some cans and headed out to Dun Laoghaire pier for a couple hours.

For most dublin teens, knacker drinkin was an integral part of growing up. I for one seriously missed out on this phase of development. My ma was super strict until I got to 6th year, and I was barely allowed out of the house. The only times I went on the knack was maybe on halloween a couple times. My point is, I still think it's a big adventure, and I wish it wasn't October. I hate October.

When I started going to the institute in 5th year there was this one pub that we went to on Camden St. It was a complete dive called "Da 2", and every friday for the first month or so of school we would all head over at about 2 in the afternoon, get fuckin locked during happy hour, then I'd usually get home by 8 and tell my mam I was studying after school. Sound.
Unfortunately, our school principal got wind of this and started showing up in the pub on a friday which kind of ruined the buzz, and then the place started getting raided by the police, and eventually shut down, because we were of course all underage, so that was that.

Sixth year came along and I started going to Doran's and 5 years later, it is still pretty much the only place I go. I have serious love for Doran's. I am happy that people have gotten into going there again.

My car is still off the road, two weeks later, cuz my da is too lazy to come and help me tow it. This is something I cannot do by myself no matter how much I'd like to. I didn't leave my house for about a week, but the last few days I have been venturing out on the bus, which at first was the worst thing in the world, but the day before yesterday I had such amazing deja vu. I got off the bus and it was really cold, I was listening to pop-punk, I lit up a cigarette and started heading straight for Heavenly. It actually felt like I had just gone back in time by 3 years, it was so strange. It just sounds stupid now that I've written it down, but at the time I just could not stop smiling.

Stargate SG1 is such a good show.

I shouldn't write blogs when I'm drunk.

Boredom.

Just a few weeks ago I got back from my summer holiday. I went on a month long trip. It went a little something like this:

Dublin - L.A. - Santa Barbara - San Francisco - Vancouver - Vancouver Island - Whistler - Seattle - Vancouver - Glasgow - Dublin.

During this time I went to a 3 day hardcore fest, rode a Segway, ziplined down a mountain, conquered my fear of heights on a really frickin high up suspension bridge, saw a grizzly bear, some real-life-out-in-the-wild killer whales, sea lions, 2 bald eagles, saw LOADS of pugs, captained a boat, drove a moped around Victoria, went to a mountain bike festival, a cheese festival, saw people hurl themselves down a mountain after a block of cheese, went white-water-rafting, saw the Golden Gate bridge and the Space Needle, the very first Starbucks and R2D2. Ate loads of food. Had some fuckin good times.

I have been home for 6 weeks, and have 98% of my time sitting on my couch watching t.v.

I am slowly but surely losing my mind.

Tampons.

Wow.

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Christmas in October.

It's October and I just ordered somebodies christmas present.

I do this every fucking year, I start buying christmas presents in October, and by the time christmas finally comes along, the person has already bought it for themselves, or found it in my room, or I get too impatient and give it to them early, or see something better that they would have preferred.

Every year I tell myself not to do it again, but I very rarely take my my own advice.

Christmas decorations are going to start being put up in the next couple weeks and I'm gonna get really pissed off about it. People are always saying that christmas comes but once a year, but nowadays with all the decorations going up before we even get past Halloween, the christmas season spreads over two months which is an entire sixth of a year, so personally I don't see what the big deal is.

I hate christmas.

I hate christmas shopping.

I hate that I just said christmas 10 times.

Fuck Christmas.


Currently listening to: Think I Care

I'm sick.

I'm feeling pretty shitty today so I'm having a sofa day, being a waster, as per usual. There's a new series of the Hills starting tonight so MTV have been showing back-to-back episodes of the last series all day long. So far I've watched ten and a half episodes, and I can literally feel my brain melting. I don't understand why I like this show. I really don't. I spent so long hating it but it eventually just grew on me. It's such a terrible show.

Iano came over and watched some episodes with me, as he is a fellow Hills appreciator, and we talked about wonderfully shallow things like how much we hate Spencer and Lo, which girls we think are the hottest and whether or not Justin Bobby is hotter since he cut his hair.

While Iano was here, he pointed out that its been a whole year today since the last Bartown show. It really freaks me out how quickly the last few years have gone by. I'm gonna be 22 soon, and I know this is gonna sound retarded, but I'm starting to feel really fuckin old. I have this really ominous feeling that its all downhill from here.

It doesn't help that I haven't been doing anything recently. I have been trying so fucking hard to get a job, but nowhere will hire me. My mumsy says its the recession, which seems to be everybodies favourite thing to moan about these days. I need a job so bad. Having nothing to do all day is driving me crazy, especially since I have no money.

I couldn't afford to go to Nottingham this weekend which really bummed me out. Although I did have an awesome time playing Singstar in Kayliegh's house last night. That game rules. And I have mad skillz, yo.

I missed Darragh's party on Fridaay night because my car broke down on the side of the M50 which was fucking terrifying. Sunshine is dead. I think there is a leak in the radiator or something.

Its getting all wintery and cold out, which I think is making me cranky. I am sad the summer is over. It was definitely the best summer of my life. It stomped all over 2005. I had such an awesome time. Not seeing Derry for two months reeeeally sucked, but I went on some awesome trips and saw amazing places.

This blog is really moany. Oh well.

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Currently listening to:
Youth of Today.