I'm travelling back to Spain to get my exams and my visiting done in less than two weeks, and the incredible amount of studying I've got to do in the meantime is not the problem. The fact that I didn't even manage the get the book for one of the subjects is not the problem. Me deciding to learn German exactly now is not even causing me any trouble at all.
When did I post last?
There was Christmas. I guess this is something very motherlike to say, but I think I might hate Christmas. Let's all be honest- it's not worth the stress. I mean, it was fun at the end, of course it was, I live with two wonderful people that are even able no make me laugh despite the tears, but... it was a lot of work, and I was feeling quite depressed around New Year's.
But, again, that is not the problem.
The problem is this amazingly big and homelike property we are livig it with all it's broken pipes and rotten walls, and the arschlochs of the agency who manage it.
And that was bad enough by itself when we found ourselves living in a house with no floor and half a wall, but it didn't stop there, no. Keep in mind this is Murphy's homeland.
As we requested getting another apartment for the time the works lasted, we spent a night out of the house with only part of our stuff moved over, and then it happened. Somebody or other broke into the house.
And it wasn't because why not.
It was because...
Fuck Yeah, that's why.
You couldn't even start imagining how much I'm smoking.
At least I get to be introduced to nice music
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Wednesday, 15 January 2014
Monday, 2 December 2013
It's hard to find a moment just quiet enough to write in this life of mine...
So what's happened since I last blogged?
Lots of stuff, really.
Things are getting very Christmassy around.
I spent last weekend in Dublin, with a bunch of people from D&D, and it was absolutely brilliant even though I didn't have the chance to hang out with L., E., or N.; But I met some really lovely people! I specially want to mention V., 'cause she's great fun, and we even went shopping together yesterday evening!*. Before that, we had had lunch in this place called Lost Society. This is important because it's in this shopping centre somewhere around Grafton Street (but not the one at the end of it... maybe it was in Powerscourt street? whatever. Just somewhere there.) and very place was packed but this restaurant was like... completely deserted, but the food was nice, and the decoration, brilliant. Seriously, check it out!
We did that after the sketching-in-the-museum-with-an-orchestra thing, and I need to say, that the museum part was very nice (it was in the Dublin City Gallery), specially Francis Bacon's studio, kinda shocking!
Because my checkout time had been 10am, I went for a walk (and breakfast) by myself before meeting up with everyone else for the gallery. I was disappointed to find the Ha'penny Bridge Café closed down, but I found another cute little place just around the corner, by the Grand Social, called something along the lines of "The Traditional Bakery Café", and it was basically that, but with seriously good prices.
I had gone to bed early the previous night because, even if I tried to hang out with all the different drinkanddrawers from different places, I had come out of Dr. Sketchy's with a terrible headache. I've got to say, that even with the peculiar choice of music and its volume, I found it very enjoyable! I was a bit lost because I hadn't done any life drawing in an awful long time ("Ein? This? A pencil? How does one hold it? What does it do?), but I think it was brilliant practise! I did feel more confident as the poses went by anyway!
Oh, and congratulations to E. for her cupcake! Those looked veeery yummy!
Before getting there we had only all gathered together, had a craftsy dinner in a fancy place (to fancy for crafts, probably, but... who cares... right?) and checked in in our respective rooms in respective ho(s)tels. And this is when I re-thank E. for allowing me to keep her room thus making the trip possible for me. Seriously, she's awesome in too many levels.
Related to that above, and before going on to the rest of things that have happened since October 6th, I want to thank everyone who was concerned for the fact that I didn't have the money to go to Dublin, and offered to help me, including, but not limited to, my parents, who are awesome, S., C., P., and R.
Now, before last Saturday, in the last 2 months I... decided to move, found a house, moved**, had several rows this the letting agency, got my cat to be a cat, got another cat (I love you Crowley!) had S. and S. over for Halloween/M.'s birthday, dealt with several friends breaking up with their partners, reorganised my room 3 times, had my credit card eaten by Isis (dogie) and, oh, yeah, most recently, had another baby dog adopted by my housemates.
Anyway, a piece of music for ye:
*Don't you worry, we'll be buying fancy dresses in Brown Thomas any day now...
**I'm living with L=Dean and B now :)
Lots of stuff, really.
Things are getting very Christmassy around.
I spent last weekend in Dublin, with a bunch of people from D&D, and it was absolutely brilliant even though I didn't have the chance to hang out with L., E., or N.; But I met some really lovely people! I specially want to mention V., 'cause she's great fun, and we even went shopping together yesterday evening!*. Before that, we had had lunch in this place called Lost Society. This is important because it's in this shopping centre somewhere around Grafton Street (but not the one at the end of it... maybe it was in Powerscourt street? whatever. Just somewhere there.) and very place was packed but this restaurant was like... completely deserted, but the food was nice, and the decoration, brilliant. Seriously, check it out!
We did that after the sketching-in-the-museum-with-an-orchestra thing, and I need to say, that the museum part was very nice (it was in the Dublin City Gallery), specially Francis Bacon's studio, kinda shocking!
Because my checkout time had been 10am, I went for a walk (and breakfast) by myself before meeting up with everyone else for the gallery. I was disappointed to find the Ha'penny Bridge Café closed down, but I found another cute little place just around the corner, by the Grand Social, called something along the lines of "The Traditional Bakery Café", and it was basically that, but with seriously good prices.
I had gone to bed early the previous night because, even if I tried to hang out with all the different drinkanddrawers from different places, I had come out of Dr. Sketchy's with a terrible headache. I've got to say, that even with the peculiar choice of music and its volume, I found it very enjoyable! I was a bit lost because I hadn't done any life drawing in an awful long time ("Ein? This? A pencil? How does one hold it? What does it do?), but I think it was brilliant practise! I did feel more confident as the poses went by anyway!
Oh, and congratulations to E. for her cupcake! Those looked veeery yummy!
Before getting there we had only all gathered together, had a craftsy dinner in a fancy place (to fancy for crafts, probably, but... who cares... right?) and checked in in our respective rooms in respective ho(s)tels. And this is when I re-thank E. for allowing me to keep her room thus making the trip possible for me. Seriously, she's awesome in too many levels.
Related to that above, and before going on to the rest of things that have happened since October 6th, I want to thank everyone who was concerned for the fact that I didn't have the money to go to Dublin, and offered to help me, including, but not limited to, my parents, who are awesome, S., C., P., and R.
Now, before last Saturday, in the last 2 months I... decided to move, found a house, moved**, had several rows this the letting agency, got my cat to be a cat, got another cat (I love you Crowley!) had S. and S. over for Halloween/M.'s birthday, dealt with several friends breaking up with their partners, reorganised my room 3 times, had my credit card eaten by Isis (dogie) and, oh, yeah, most recently, had another baby dog adopted by my housemates.
Anyway, a piece of music for ye:
*Don't you worry, we'll be buying fancy dresses in Brown Thomas any day now...
**I'm living with L=Dean and B now :)
Thursday, 2 May 2013
Time goes By
So, as I explained on my last post, I went back to be looking for a job, and it's not easy, but my spirits are high.
Also, Mid Term is coming again already and even if that brings a personalised hell to all aupairs in the country M. has been given two free days so we are going to Belfast, yeah, why not, from Sunday to Tuesday, luckily being back on time for D&D? and...
Tuesday is also the day when Easons'/my birthday present to myself is arriving home! Yay! So I'll have to go and pick it up on the post office, but still! Books!
And talking about books I'm reading Cloud Atlas and it is very nice and charmingly complicated.
And also I need to very seriously get into studying, because finals are not that far away, and, well, I have got the flight to Spain booked and I'll be there for two weeks, one for my exams and the next one for a fun time with family and friends, or probably just family, and then M. will join me for a lovely half weekend or whatever in... yeah, finally... Dublin!
So that is a lot of travelling and as a result I won't be joining the next two Sceitse trips, and that makes me a little sad, but I hopefully will be there in July...! (Sorry, I tried, but it is too far away on time for me to be sincerely enthusiastic about it.)
Apart from all that, it's been like a couple of weeks since I went out of the shadows and became an official administrator of SPiC, which is not really a big thing, but still adds to the pile of responsabilities and small stuff I'm into.
In addition, it seems that now that I'm living in the city I absolutely can't miss any ICC meeting... or any other thing C. and S. organise. And they are probably (certainly, even) into more stuff than M. and I are, so my life gets busier by the moment.
And all this scenario is missing the most important point of my life right now-
People are leaving. But not just people, like, people. I mean J. and Mi.. What is our live going to be from now on? Who will come and have a 4 hours long coffee at our sitting room?
Just thinking on their absence makes me feel empty...
...makes me think of how serious the compromise we joke about actually is. I can't go through this again.
And it brings to my mind that sentence with which that book begins "You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friedns' nose" and how that book's main characters conclude that you can't pick your friends really, but you can pick their noses if necessary.
So whatever, I'm thinking of picking my friends.
Of picking settled friends, to be more accurate.
I don't want this numb emptiness on my chest.
Anyway. 've been listening to this all day like.
Also, Mid Term is coming again already and even if that brings a personalised hell to all aupairs in the country M. has been given two free days so we are going to Belfast, yeah, why not, from Sunday to Tuesday, luckily being back on time for D&D? and...
And talking about books I'm reading Cloud Atlas and it is very nice and charmingly complicated.
And also I need to very seriously get into studying, because finals are not that far away, and, well, I have got the flight to Spain booked and I'll be there for two weeks, one for my exams and the next one for a fun time with family and friends, or probably just family, and then M. will join me for a lovely half weekend or whatever in... yeah, finally... Dublin!
So that is a lot of travelling and as a result I won't be joining the next two Sceitse trips, and that makes me a little sad, but I hopefully will be there in July...! (Sorry, I tried, but it is too far away on time for me to be sincerely enthusiastic about it.)
Apart from all that, it's been like a couple of weeks since I went out of the shadows and became an official administrator of SPiC, which is not really a big thing, but still adds to the pile of responsabilities and small stuff I'm into.
In addition, it seems that now that I'm living in the city I absolutely can't miss any ICC meeting... or any other thing C. and S. organise. And they are probably (certainly, even) into more stuff than M. and I are, so my life gets busier by the moment.
And all this scenario is missing the most important point of my life right now-
People are leaving. But not just people, like, people. I mean J. and Mi.. What is our live going to be from now on? Who will come and have a 4 hours long coffee at our sitting room?
Just thinking on their absence makes me feel empty...
...makes me think of how serious the compromise we joke about actually is. I can't go through this again.
And it brings to my mind that sentence with which that book begins "You can pick your friends and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friedns' nose" and how that book's main characters conclude that you can't pick your friends really, but you can pick their noses if necessary.
So whatever, I'm thinking of picking my friends.
Of picking settled friends, to be more accurate.
I don't want this numb emptiness on my chest.
Anyway. 've been listening to this all day like.
Tuesday, 8 January 2013
Nota aclaratoria: nomenclatura
No tengo del todo claro qué hacía al principio, pero cada vez hay más y más gente a la que menciono en el blog, y desde hace unas entradas empecé una clasificación nomenclaturística (xD) que supongo que tengo que explicar, porque una es como es y no usa nombres, pero luego todo se complica mucho.
Empecé usando iniciales para todo, pero por alguna extraña razón pasé a utilizar los nombres de las iniciales ("Erre" etc.) con los miembros de mi hostfamily. Esto me vino muy bien porque me permite diferenciarlos de las amigas a las que menciono, que sí van con la inicial y punto.
En la última entrada os hablaba de Edwin y Oink... pues bien, eso son gente de la que hablo que no pertenece, en principio, a mi grupo, con los que uso, simplemente, apodos.
Bien es cierto que los apodos son algo a lo que una le tiene mucha simpatía y puede ser que acabe utilizando apodos para referirme a mis amigas, pero en tal caso también lo explicaré.
Ah, y después d ela tarde de hoy, me planteo utilizar nombres de dinosaurios con mi familia xD
Y como esta entrada es incluso más aburrida de lo habitual, os la voy a amenizar un poco;
Empecé usando iniciales para todo, pero por alguna extraña razón pasé a utilizar los nombres de las iniciales ("Erre" etc.) con los miembros de mi hostfamily. Esto me vino muy bien porque me permite diferenciarlos de las amigas a las que menciono, que sí van con la inicial y punto.
En la última entrada os hablaba de Edwin y Oink... pues bien, eso son gente de la que hablo que no pertenece, en principio, a mi grupo, con los que uso, simplemente, apodos.
Bien es cierto que los apodos son algo a lo que una le tiene mucha simpatía y puede ser que acabe utilizando apodos para referirme a mis amigas, pero en tal caso también lo explicaré.
Ah, y después d ela tarde de hoy, me planteo utilizar nombres de dinosaurios con mi familia xD
Y como esta entrada es incluso más aburrida de lo habitual, os la voy a amenizar un poco;
Thursday, 13 December 2012
You just need to sing... 75
El miércoles había quedado yo con M. para mandar las postales a Spain (vivimos al límite) y para comprar regalos (que al final no sé hizo).
Total que paré yo en mi queridísima V&S a compar los regalos del olentzero que tenía clarísimos desde hace tanto tiempo y... ya no estaban allí. Qué frustración más enorme. Total, tiré para CBC toda cranky yo, le conté a A y compartió mi... crankycidad... rocogimos a Be, nos montamos en el coche y...
Qué queréis que os diga. A mi se me van todas las preocupaciones de la cabeza cuando escucho a Be cantando.
Y a la tarde, a las 7.30, teníamos el recital de Navidad del cole, al que por supuesto que, como buena aupair, asistí.
Fue una pasada. En el momento que alguien se digne a subir vídeos a youtube lo comprobaréis.
Empezó fuera, que es lo único de lo que podría llegar a quejarme, aunque por otra parte es comprensible por aquello de que... bueno, todos nos hemos enfrentado alguna vez a la acústica de un gimnasio escolar, ¿no? Bueno pues fuera cantó un ser al que no se le veía pero que cantaba como los ángeles. Y no se le veía porque tenía 6 años. Bastante increíble y eso.
Luego pasamos adentro y cantaron los juniors, muy adorables, y luego los más mayores, muy serios, y oye, qué nivel. Había algunos hasta guapos xD. No en serio, me llamó mucho la atención que unos chavales de 16 años estuviera dispuestos a cantar villancicos en coro en el colegio. Pero lo hicieron muy muy bien. Luego cantaron 1st and 2nd class, psè, y luego 3rd and 4th, y ahí estaba mi Be en medio de la primera fila con el nudo de la corvata mal hecho porque había decidido él sólo que no se iba a notar desde los bancos. Cantaron muy bien :) y los últimos siento mucho decirlo pero no valían para nada (nada vale para nada después de que Be haya salido xD)
Y esa fue mi tarde de ayer, todo muy feliz (ah, si, hicimos un trato Be y yo según el cual si yo le "rub" menos la cabeza él canta más...) y ahora me tengo que poner a hacer PECs como un loca la lará lará y este fin de semana ya veremos como sale...
Total que paré yo en mi queridísima V&S a compar los regalos del olentzero que tenía clarísimos desde hace tanto tiempo y... ya no estaban allí. Qué frustración más enorme. Total, tiré para CBC toda cranky yo, le conté a A y compartió mi... crankycidad... rocogimos a Be, nos montamos en el coche y...
Qué queréis que os diga. A mi se me van todas las preocupaciones de la cabeza cuando escucho a Be cantando.
Y a la tarde, a las 7.30, teníamos el recital de Navidad del cole, al que por supuesto que, como buena aupair, asistí.
Fue una pasada. En el momento que alguien se digne a subir vídeos a youtube lo comprobaréis.
Empezó fuera, que es lo único de lo que podría llegar a quejarme, aunque por otra parte es comprensible por aquello de que... bueno, todos nos hemos enfrentado alguna vez a la acústica de un gimnasio escolar, ¿no? Bueno pues fuera cantó un ser al que no se le veía pero que cantaba como los ángeles. Y no se le veía porque tenía 6 años. Bastante increíble y eso.
Luego pasamos adentro y cantaron los juniors, muy adorables, y luego los más mayores, muy serios, y oye, qué nivel. Había algunos hasta guapos xD. No en serio, me llamó mucho la atención que unos chavales de 16 años estuviera dispuestos a cantar villancicos en coro en el colegio. Pero lo hicieron muy muy bien. Luego cantaron 1st and 2nd class, psè, y luego 3rd and 4th, y ahí estaba mi Be en medio de la primera fila con el nudo de la corvata mal hecho porque había decidido él sólo que no se iba a notar desde los bancos. Cantaron muy bien :) y los últimos siento mucho decirlo pero no valían para nada (nada vale para nada después de que Be haya salido xD)
Y esa fue mi tarde de ayer, todo muy feliz (ah, si, hicimos un trato Be y yo según el cual si yo le "rub" menos la cabeza él canta más...) y ahora me tengo que poner a hacer PECs como un loca la lará lará y este fin de semana ya veremos como sale...
Wednesday, 28 November 2012
que somos to' chungas y estamos muy perdidas en la vida...
Voviamos hoy Be, Hostmom y yo en el coche y ha sonado esta canción (bueno, la versión no acústica en realidad) en la radio y me he dado cuenta de que no había comentado que... bueno, que por aquello de que tienen un agujero en la suela, me compré unos sustitutos para las Dyke Boots.
Son unos botinazos de tacón y... bueno, la cuestión es que cuando los vio, Hostmom dijo que cuando dejas las DocMarteens por los Highheels es que empiezas una nueva etapa en tu vida y que es signo de madurez.
Pero yo repaso el fin de semana pasado (bebiendo en un hostel y tal...) y me veo en el coche escuchando esa canción ( y otras...) y los botines me parecen más bien un símbolo de lo... perdidísima... que estoy en la vida.
Porque no hay como meterse panchita para sentirse perdida en la vida. Por Dios. Que estoy pensando en comprarme un chandal.
Esa es mi reflexión de hoy :)
Friday, 26 October 2012
21-28
Pues estaba yo pensando en publicar simplemente esto como resumen de mi última semana:
pero me sabe un poco mal por el hecho de que es la pava esa. Una hace estas cosas por ceñirse a lo que, por más triste que sea, es la banda sonora de su vida ahora mismo. De hecho hoy Be me ha preguntado a ver cual es mi canción favorita para ver el video en Youtube y ha sido un momento "...ermh... mejor no te lo digo".
La semana a ido my tranquila y muy bien. Ayer me fui de compras con Mom y, aunque a mi no me gustan las compras en grupo y Dad llamó para decirnos, a ciegas, que dejáramos la mitad de las cosas que teníamos en las manos, fue bastante divertido.
Hoy hemos cenado en casa de Jota ( que es Granda por parte de madre) y también ha estado genial. Y estoy oficialmente invitada al próximo Drink and Draw. Me da miedito, pero él esta muy ilusionado.
Y. O_O. Los niños llevan toooooda la semana teniendo fiestas de Halloween, todas las casas están ultra decoradas, la gente no deja de preguntarme de qué me voy a disfrazar y... ¿hola? Es el miércoles de la semana que viene, ¡todavía no tengo ni plan! Erre y Be insisten en que vaya Trick or Treating con ellos y Ele quiere que me disfrace de Princess.
A pesar de que esta semana no ha habido grandes acontecimientos (miento, hoy Ele a hecho poos in the big toilet, así que es un grad día para ella... y para mí, que soy quien la cambia), mañana, después de el primer Camogie match de Erre que, por supuesto y como buena aupair, no me pienso perder, nos vamos de finde a Youghal hasta el lnes, que es Bank Holiday, y luego los niños tienes toda la semana fiesta, si sobrevivo, os cuento.
La semana a ido my tranquila y muy bien. Ayer me fui de compras con Mom y, aunque a mi no me gustan las compras en grupo y Dad llamó para decirnos, a ciegas, que dejáramos la mitad de las cosas que teníamos en las manos, fue bastante divertido.
Hoy hemos cenado en casa de Jota ( que es Granda por parte de madre) y también ha estado genial. Y estoy oficialmente invitada al próximo Drink and Draw. Me da miedito, pero él esta muy ilusionado.
Y. O_O. Los niños llevan toooooda la semana teniendo fiestas de Halloween, todas las casas están ultra decoradas, la gente no deja de preguntarme de qué me voy a disfrazar y... ¿hola? Es el miércoles de la semana que viene, ¡todavía no tengo ni plan! Erre y Be insisten en que vaya Trick or Treating con ellos y Ele quiere que me disfrace de Princess.
A pesar de que esta semana no ha habido grandes acontecimientos (miento, hoy Ele a hecho poos in the big toilet, así que es un grad día para ella... y para mí, que soy quien la cambia), mañana, después de el primer Camogie match de Erre que, por supuesto y como buena aupair, no me pienso perder, nos vamos de finde a Youghal hasta el lnes, que es Bank Holiday, y luego los niños tienes toda la semana fiesta, si sobrevivo, os cuento.
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