&&. Where Did I Get So Lucky?

K Here's The Story.
I'm Fricken Exhausted.
But Kinda Extremely Happy At The Same Time[=
Due To The Fact That Last Week I Had No Job
&& Now I Have...Four!&&They're All Them Kinda Jobs
That Your Not Working 9-5 Either. They Contact You.
If You're Available, You'll Do It.
Its Shamazing.

Desperately Trying To Rediscover A Little Thing Called Energy Atm.
Past Two Nights Have Been Looooong Ones.
Great Ones.
Late Ones.
Another Thursday Night In Silence.
You Know How It Is.
Songs, Strutting&&Stoops.

Tehehehehehe.
&&Friday Night Was Interesting.
You Know Same Old Same Old.
Dancing On A Podium In Amber...
The Usual.
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My Eyes Feel Like They're Being Subjected To Labour.
That && My Knees.
Someone By The Name Of Aaron Smyth Thought It'd Be Hilarious
To Jump On A Deflating Bouncing Castle Today.
NOT SO MUCH.
I Have The Bruises To Prove So.

Approaching Pirate Party.
Chance To Show Off Some DIY.
I Mean I Made My Skirt BTW.
Jeeeez.

Rant Over?
Have I Even Started..Seriously.

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&&. Its Called Scheduled Outrage.

Flufa&&Aisling Just After Leaving The House.
I'm Left With The Mother.
Fun.
Anyone Ever Just Stick On A Pair Of Headphones
Just To Look Like You Can't Hear Things Around You?
Whether Its A Conversation You Know Doesn't Welcome You,
Or Just The Monotonous Droning On Of Said Mother?
Sometimes The Headphones Aren't Even Plugged In!
Ridiculous - [[There I Go Again.]]

I Watched Big Brother With The Parents.
Hey Hey. Shut Up! I Don't Feel Well Okay??
Jeez.
Wasn't Exactly The Highlight Of My Day.
I'll Leave That To The Near Passing Out
Or When I Received €20 For 2&&A Half Hours Work[=
Happy Bunny?
Yessum.
Roll On Another Drunken Thursday Night.
I've Heard That The Sunday Night Ridleys Is The New Thursday Night Silence.
Bahahahahahahaha.
Good One!

Pretty Zonked Out Atm.
Summers Make Me So Tired All The Time.
I Think Its The Struggle To Find Something Enjoyable To Do Every Single Day.
There Is Only So Much A Girl Can Have Of Shopping, Of Eating, Of Drinking, Of
Socializing && Of Computerizing.
Lets Face It. Dundalk Sucks.
&& It Ain't Gonna Get So Pretty Now I Have To Return To Education Come The 28Th Of August With Four Of My Best Friends Gracing Dublin&&GMIT With Their Presence.
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I've Met The Life Long Question Today.
What Do Women Want.
Yes I Know I Am In Fact One Of These People But The Term ''Women''
Ugh.
Its Horrible. I Feel Like A Shrivelled Prune Anytime Someone Calls Me A Woman!
Lady, I Prefer:].
But Meh. Every Single Lady Knows What I'm Talking About.
What Do We Want.
Two Things.
All The Time.
It Can't Be Done.
Well...It Could In Some Perfect Universe Where You Can Trust EVERYONE.
But Na Ah. Not Here.
Always Wanting Two Different Things.
Right Now...It Kills Me What I Want.
&& That I Know I Can't Have It.
Not Now Anyway.
Maybe In A While.
But What If It's Too Late?...
Anyone Understand...?

I'm Contemplating College Options.
I Know, A Year To Go, Whatever.
Well Basically I Was Thinking Of Moving Away.
Not Province.
I Was Thinking More Country...Or Continent.
Whats Really Keeping Me In Dundalk?
What I Want I Can't Have, What I Don't Want Is Being Thrown At Me!
I Feel Like Hibernating.
But Not In My House.
Maybe On A Sofa.
A Cosy Sofa.
Moptop Has A Cosy Sofa...Meh...Cats Would Annoy Me After A While...
Hmmmmm.
Away From Parents.
Away From Confusion.
Responsibility.
Worry.

When I Find Such A Place...
I'll Let You Know.
That Is, If Anybody Else Out There Is Looking For Such A Place...

Rant Over?
Barely.

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&&. It Sucks Because You'll Never Know.

Another Boring Day.
Thank God For The Internet.
I Take It For Granted But On Days Like These...Its Better Than Honeycomb.
Does Anyone Else Do These Pointless Doodles At Their Computer/Laptop?
Well My Desk Is Covered In Them.
Little Clouds, The Odd Quote&& Of Course My Initials Plastered Everywhere.

Never Get Budgies.
Seriously.
If You Are Hungover On A Friday Morning, After Falling Into Bed At Half Five
To Be Woken By The Chirping Nightmare That Is Joey, It Tempts Me To Let The Cat In.
I Suppose Its Better Than Waking To The Facial Migrane That Is My Mother.
Come To The Conclusion That Certain People Where Just Invented So That They
Can Make Your Life A Living Hell.
Yes This Is About You BTW.
They Have No Reason, No Explanation, No Point.
Or No Time...

At The Moment Im Being Selfish, Lazy, Morose && Ignored.
A BBQ However May Be On The Cards Tonight.
Somebody Bring This Pirate Party Forward To Now!
Yeh You Heard Right. Pirate Party.
My Dream Come True.
I Was Always Pirate At Heart.

&& Finally For My First Blog Of Today.
You Don't Need Me To Write A Secret
Meaningful Paragraph About You
Because You Already Know It's You I'm Thinking
About.


Rant Over?
For Now.

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&&.So It Begins.

Boy Intollerent.
19th/July/2008.

Messy Day.
Hit The Marshes. Suprise!
What Else Is There To Do These Days?
Funny, We Complain All Year About School&&We Finally Get Our Holidays&&What Happens?
We Crazy Kids Discover Something I Like To Call ''Boredom''.
Fundalk Ain't Got That Much To Offer Come Mid July.
Marshes? Groovy, Half Hour In Costa, Another Hour In The Food Court?
How Is It The Majority Of Dundalk Teenagers Aren't Over Weight??
Ridiculous If You Ask Me.
I've Been Told I Say That Too Much.
Ridiculous That Is.
Dunno Who Said It.
Dunno If Thats Important.

Recovered From Oxegen.
Not Much To Tell.
Well Of Course There Is.
Just Nothing I Wish To Publish.
Good Times. Bad Times.
Partying, Pirates&& Portaloos.

The Plans Are On For Tonight.
Jackies? Meh. Flufa's? Hmmm.
Somethings I Need To Sort Out I Think Before I Hit Anywhere.
If I'm Able To Sort Them Out Of Course.
Basically Thursday Night Messes.
Messy Thursday Nights?
What My Summer Consists Of So Far.
I Love Them && Dread Them.
Always In Silence. Every Thursday. Always Drunk.
How Should A Teenager Live Her Summer?
How About On A Computer At Eight O Clock On A Saturday Night?
Riveting.

Shrek Is On.
Great Film. Not As Good As Sex&&The City But
I Suppose That'd Be A Little Unorthodox For A Saturday Evening.
Missing My S.B's. A.K.A Johan&&Meghan. Last Saw Johan After
I Got Off The Oxegen Bus. Meghan...Im Thinking Four O Clock In The Morning
After Silence. Seeing Not So Much...More Like Hazy Vision && Slurring && Shuffling.
&& Hugging && Kissing && Crying.

Anyone Know If Those Foreign Students Are STILL In Town?
They Get In Front Of Me In River Island&&Penneys.
HEAD WRECKING.
So Are Boys. Pointless Babies.
I Think Women Should Just Stop Having Kids.
I Shouldn't Really Say That As My Sister Is 5 Months Pregnant...
She's The Exception.
But Everyone, Please Stop Having Babies.
I Don't Want My Possible Future Niece To Have To Go Out &&
Get With Dickheads.


Rant Over?
For Now.

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