No. NO. NO!

Parents are like a negative energy. They sweep in like a storm, and destroy everything you've built up; self confidence, money, happiness, all gone like it never existed. They painfully restore their regime upon you, contradicting any progress made.

The 'rents went away for the weekend, leaving me, the baby of the family and 2 older siblings alone in the house. I cooked Friday, Sister cleaned the kitchen because I cooked. Went out on Friday night, text them telling them I wouldn't be home, that was grand. Brother made us a fry on Saturday afternoon, we sat watching shit daytime TV and all being hungover as fuck, eating gorgeous, transfats. Everyone went out again, texting each other telling who would be home and who wouldn't.

Sunday morning. Parents coming. I hoover the floor. Sister unstacks the dishwasher. Brother does clothes runs and stuff. Teamwork. Bonding. We work well as a system.

Parents come home. Shout at the brother for being hungover. Give out about the kitchen because there's 4 cups and a few forks in the sink. Shout at me for being too big to fit in a suit that fitted me almost 3 years ago. Telling me to stop eating so much and I might be able to find clothes I fit. I say its fine, I've got like €2000 put away, so I can buy a suit out of that. No apparently, I can lose weight. So I have to lose like 2 stone in 2 weeks for a wedding. 14pounds in a stone, by the way.

Basically they call my sister a slut. Long story, her deadly boyfriend stayed over. He actually such a hero. But she's a slut apparently. In my mothers words "I don't want the neighbors knowing".

Negativity all round

UPDATE!

so now, I'm not going on a small holiday I had planned with a friend of mine at the end of September. Apparently it's too expensive. So my parents going to Sarajevo the day before my birthday (8th September. See who remembers that) isn't too much, but me going to Italy is. This is shit. I hate Sundays.

here. You. Read. Now.

basically, nothing has happened in my life in the last week. All my friends are back at school, so nobody is coming out to play. I'm bored. Oh, and remember in the last post I went drinking and blew some straight guy. He's now questioning. I should feel guilty, but he totally ditched me, so my sympathys are somehow lessened. Oh well. What's with this whole, 'rain every day' thing? It's shit, be glad you guys don't live in Dublin.

day and night

sam here....


so basically I've been out for about fifteen hours. I left the house last night at 7, got the train to the far end of the city. I met a load of lads from when I was away camping. We went to the beach and got hammered, because it was one me the guys' birthday. There were 4 of us, and 2 of the guys went to the shops, and james and I were left on the beach. One thing led to another, and before I knew it, my tongue was down his throat. Then other stuff happened. He's not gay or bi, so i'm just going to leave it be. At eleven, i got the train back to the city, and went to a dive bar, where it was €3 drinks all night, so Basically i was rightfully drunk. Very drunk. I met loads of random sexy people, including one of dars exes, which i'm quite happy with because he was gorgeous. So at about 3 or 4 we got the worlds fuckiest taxi driver ever. It was like 40 euro for a relatively short distance. And I dropped my wallet as I was getting out, so before he drove off, i said it to him, he looked at me, and just sped away. There was only like €30 in it, but it was the sentimental value that gets me. So this morning my dad rang me, wondering where I was. I text him and basically got the bus to town, very hungover, grabbed 2 coffees, one for me, one for hannah. So now I'm at home, sitting here after a shower, and now I'm going out for coffee with the mates now, and on to a bbq tonight! God I love being young! That's all for now

Lesson learnt

 

Why drinking liquids while lying down as a bad idea.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have sheets to change.

Complexes, Colin, Courses and Converse.

Sam here....

 

 

My dirty tramp of a mother is attempting to give me a complex. Yesterday she told me she wanted me to change the way I walked, because apparently I walk like "A penguin with a poker up its bum". She says this to me as I'm heading out the door to go to town, and when I was in town I kept looking behind me to see if anyone was looking at me, I swear she's trying to kill me socially. She also told me that she thought my new Vans were ugly. Now she has nothing to give out to me about, she's just picking physical stuff. Loser lol

 

Today I got an offer from DIT, a college here in Dublin, they offered me a place, so I'm going on that! Super excited about that, and I've no idea when I start, so that should be interesting. I found out that 5 lads from my old school are going on the exact same course as well, so that should be good.
OMG wait until I tell out about Friday night! OMG I was in Tallaght! For those of you not familiar with the Demograph, it's an area consisting of scaldy little men in ugly tracksuits looking for an excuse to make eye contact with you so they can 'borrow' a cigarette and beat you up, taking your new phone in the process. Even the taxi drivers are rough. It was a harrowing experience, not keenly repeated.

 

I have a black Converse bag that usually has a load of crap in it. I've got a thing about keeping stuff in my pockets, I just hate it, I can't really explain it. So in this little bag is an umbrella, phone, mp3, camera, wallet, hoodie and sunglasses. Today I left the house without it, and literally felt naked. I need help. I just hate keeping stuff in my pockets.

 

Do you know what's shit? I mean really shit? In Bruges with Colin Farrell. He's an Irish guy, trying to be too Irish, he's a shite actor, and the movie is just about 70% unnecessary. Every scene is like watching a dental procedure, your just itching to hit fast forward.  I don't know.

 

Sure, it's only up from here. I've got my college place. Now the future is in front of me....

Leaving Sham

Sam here....

 

 

So, as you can see from yesterdays post, I'm really happy with how my results went. So last night was one of the binge drinking nights of the year for everyone who got their results, like me for example. Isn't it funny that my 22 year old brother went out too, having got his results 4 years ago. I actually laughed, because when we heard, my friends and I laughed at him, but in the taxi home last night, the driver was commenting on all the perverts looking to get with really drunk leaving cert girls. Ah, my brother, setting a new low every day.

 

Yeah, so college offers come in on Monday, but I'm not that worried, because I have 2 interviews for courses and jobs and stuff, so I should be ok. There's been, like, flash flooding here for the last week. It's really cool, the way some roads are knee deep, I think it's kind of funny, but that could be because I'm on a hill.

 

I have no Internet at the moment, so I can't link ye (I'm using Windows Live Writer), but in the comments on my last post, I was challenged by Flygye12 to write a post in Irish. I've been out of school for the best part of 3 months, and the tragic thing is, that I actually can't. I need to think about what I'm going to say, but I don't think I can anyway!

 

I bought a Nokia E51 today, with WiFi, and in the process of trying to get my phone to read my secure wireless broadband, I destroyed the connection. Oops....h

 

2008 Examination Results

STATEMENT OF PROVISIONAL RESULTS

Irish
Ordinary Level
C2

 

English
Higher Level
C2

 

Mathematics
Ordinary Level
D1

 

History
Ordinary Level
B2

 

Geography
Higher Level
D1

Physics
Ordinary Level
B1

Engineering
Ordinary Level
C3

 

I am over the moon right now. I nearly burst into tears when I got these!

Bollox

Sam Here....

 

 

Results tomorrow. College offers on the 18th.

 

Shit.

 

My parents and friends are amazing at keeping me from thinking about it.

 

I'll let ye know how I get on.

New Post, At Long Last. Sorry Guys...

Sam here....

 

 

Wow it's been a long time since I posted! So news news news. Em, Russia and Georgia are war basically, when the fuck did that happen?? Em, so I've been down in Kildare for the last 11 days camping in a field, under torrential rain. Half of Dublin was flooded, and we were in a field in tents! I woke up with 3 inches of water in my tent. It was such good craic, it was actually unbelievable. I met loads of people from all over Dublin and even the world, it was just unbelievable! Apparently people from the south side of Dublin are quite snobby, and people from the north side are all horrible lowlife. that's the stereotype. that's the stereotype I just destroyed, I met a load of posh people, and I'm from the north side, so they now know there's some decent people up here. I'm going paint-balling next weekend with them!

 

My exam results are out on Wednesday. I.AM.SHITTING.IT.

 

Apparently Morgan Freeman is in intensive care? When and how did that happen??

 

Judging from my last post, you can assume that I went for a few scoops with Dar. It was basically the two of us were pissed and we just had a huge open heart to heart, and we realised that it would have worked very well, but Dar is afraid of losing his BF because of some stuff and where's he living at the moment and etc etc....

 

On Friday, I'll be unemployed. No more job for Sammy. What am I going to do for income?

 

My phone, a Sony Ericsson W810 is moisture damaged from the soaking it got when I was away. the 2 and 5 buttons are barely working and it just keeps freezing and crashing. Anybody got any good ideas on how to fix a phone?

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I'M DRUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKK!!!!!!! BEEN FOR PINTS WITH DAR! SEXY TIME!!!!! :D:D:D

 

I'M GOING AWAY IN ABOUT 10 HOURS AND HAVENT PACKED!

 

 

BRING ON THE FUNSHINE BITCHES!