Chapter 3

Well, the last week has been more fun than usual with the going out and hanging about. Kinda like college without the classes and assignments. Caoi, Ciaran, Kev and I went to to Howth Pier to take photos on Monday's wet and windy evening. We played in a playground and got chips so I was happy. Ciaran and I acted as models for the shoot. One of my favourite shots is this ghostly one on the swing.

Courtesy of Caoi and her fantastic photography skills

Did you know that 94% of Wikipedia articles lead back to the article on Philosophy? What you have to do is start on any article (click on Random Article if you like), then click on the first link in that article, click on the first link in the next article and so on to Philosophy.

I watched this documentary on nuclear bombs last night. Countdown to Zero, I think it was called. It was pretty scary really. There are an estimated 23,000 nuclear bombs in the world right now but this is down from around 60,000 so there's some improvement.

On Friday, we went back to The Oak for the first time in ages. Completely forgot how good the tunes are there. Also, I love their little stage/platform thing. I was going to finish off this post with the video to Let Forever Be by The Chemical Brothers which was played in The Oak, a song I hadn't heard in years and the video is also cool but Trigger Happy TV won out. I used to love this show and last night I discovered that 4OD has the whole series up on Youtube. I know how I'm going to spend my evenings for the next few weeks. So, here's the first episode:

Okay so Blogger's not letting me do that so here's a link
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5RPBXJ6u2RM&feature=sh_e_top&list=SL

And instead, you're going to get that Chemical Brothers song:

Chapter 2

"Your application has been considered and unfortunately we are unable to offer you a place at this time.  Due to a high number of applications for this course, there are limited places available and it is with regret that not all applicants can be accommodated.  Thank you for the time and interest you have taken in applying to this university."

Lies. All lies. They didn't get their minimum quota of five. I was the fourth person to apply and it seems I was the last. On the plus side, I now have more money at my disposal than I thought I'd have. I need a proper job.

Another disappointment in recent times was that I didn't win the Euromillions. It's okay. I've come to terms with it.

Boredom levels reached an all time high last week so I ran off to Monaghan after work on Saturday night/Sunday morning seeing as Mum was away and left me the car. Monaghan involved kayaking, painting, playing with puppies and the cinema so it was a very welcome break.

I went to the Workman's for the first time last night after a lovely evening lounging in the sun at the Pav. They were playing songs from my early teenage years that I hadn't heard in yonks. Bills, Bills, Bills, No Scrubs, Senorita...hilarious.

Also hilarious: I found out my brother got a tattoo while he was away in Lanzarote a month ago. It's a large jigsaw puzzle piece on the side of his back. I don't know if the tattoo artist was familiar with jigsaws or not but there's something not quite right with this thing.

He wasn't even drunk.

Now, I shall leave you with another song. This was played at the Workman's last night and it is the song of the beginning of my summer when everything was exciting, possible and everyone was still in Dublin.

Chapter 1

I've been trying to get into reading again. I haven't had the chance to be a full time reader in years, so this summer is the perfect opportunity. I downloaded an ebook reader for my iTouch. Reading on such a small screen isn't as bad as you would think. Alice in Wonderland came along with the reader so I'm making my way through that. It's a simple enough read so I thought I'd start with that to ease me back into the reading. I love the way all of the classics are free because they are that old.

Reddit's r/funny is having a no pictures day. Loada me bollix.

I made the mistake of having a nap today directly after I had been reading up on the trial of Casey Anthony. She was tried for the murder of her two year old daughter and got away with it. The evidence was deemed circumstantial and the jury were not convinced of her guilt beyond all reasonable doubt. Anywho, this reading then napping resulted in me having dreams about being chased by a murderer. 30 Seconds to Mars' video for Hurricane didn't help matters either, especially the uncensored version, with the being chased by a gimp with a big sledgehammer.

I got sick of my blond/orangey hair today so it's back to red, and quite a bright shade at that. At least I know that next time I want to do the blond thing again, I've to let the dark red grow out. The first bottle of blond I abused my hair with resulted with me sporting bright blond roots and an orange mess made up the rest of my hair. With two more bottles thrown into it, I determined that it looked acceptable enough to go to the Engineering Ball albeit with my hair hastily scraped together in a bun to hide the orange ends. When I got the bright idea to dye my hair blond, I forgot that my dress was orange. Yes, my orange hair matched my orange dress. Disaster.
I spent the night dodging the camera, the picture below being one of three that I appear in.

This expert camera avoidance tactic was completely negated when I decided that it was a good idea to get in front of the camera and express how awesome the Eng Ball is.

 

Proud of me, Mum?

Anyway, I'll leave you with this seeing as I mentioned it earlier. The Censored Version.

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So, hi. This summer has turned out to be incredibly boring, hence creating a blog. I always thought about setting up a blog but never got around to it with the horrific year that was final year and then spending the first month of summer figuring what my prospects and plans are. Turns out there are none.

I've become nocturnal. This may be another argument for emigrating to Australia as soon as the cash becomes available, as I seem to be currently waking up and going to sleep at the same time they do.

In general, this is where I'm at:

• I work 8 hours a week in a pub. I used to hate it. Now it's not so bad seeing as I don't really do anything else that's productive.
• I'm waiting to hear back from Trinity in regards to a Masters course I've applied for.
• In the event that Trinity don't welcome me back, it'll be back to the full-time, soul-crushing task of applying for jobs and more rejection.
• If the above two points don't work out, it's emigration time, which I really don't mind doing. I'd probably do it anyway even if the job market didn't suck so hard.
• I also plan on winning the Euromillions this Friday. €185,000,000. Yes, please. Obviously, at this point, I'd have to re-evaluate my plan.

 Also, THIS: