Prince not so charming

I've started learning this on the piano. I really like it. It's pretty pimps but it's making me left hand sore.

So what's been up.....
I went surfing last week with Ryan. It was a very spontaneous little trip, was good fun and maaad cheap actually. Stayed in this hostel in lahinche which was 20 quid a night (only stayed for 1) but they had like 3 surf boards there so I got to borrow one, and they didn't mind us dropping it back pretty late the next day or using the showers even though we weren't staying that night. Pretty solid lil deal.
Surfing is so exhausting though. It wasn't that wavey which was good for me I guess since I'm shit at it, only got going properly like once. It's gas the way you're just paddling out and you're near other people, and relative to them you're basically not moving so it feels like you've gone nowhere until you turn around and realise you're quite a way from the shore.

What else...
I went to Galway for the volvo ocean race this week with Colm and Dave, and Scurf came down the next day. It was really good fun. The highlight was probably Dave telling a girl that he was really surprised she doesn't masturbate because she comes across quite horny. Luckily for him she wasn't very phased by it, it would have been amazing if she took offence. Galway people are awful weed scabs too. It ended up being a bit more of an expensive trip than I had hoped but while we were there I met up with my relatives, and one of my uncles gave me green moneys yo' (100 euro note), which incidentally almost nowhere accepts.

Then....
I've just been buzzing about really. Few house parties and the likes. Nothing of any interest really to talk about I'm afraid. Played some squash and also some tennis with Shane. Usually I flick on wimbledon and then want to play tennis. This year I just happened to want to play tennis, then Shane told me wimbledon was on so I watched the final there. Tennis is a real effort to watch, especially if you don't mind who wins. It goes on for agesssssss and every game is basically the same.

So now.....
I've been real shit about the whole job searching lately. I applied to a few and didn't really hear much back, then I went on that surf trip, went to some parties, went to Galway, another party so it's been like a week and a bit since I've actually applied to anything..... I was going to do some little coding stuffs today but didn't get around to it. The lads are going to the pub now, but I think I'll give it a miss. My big sis is back from NY at the moment and she's even worse than Ryan for getting me to do stuff. She wants me to go shopping with her tomorrow to get work/interview clothes. Stress of that. I fucking hate shopping. I've been playing sooo much of this amazing game called Mount and Blade lately. It's sorta turning into my life ^^.

On my endeavours to be more charming....
So at one of my friends house parties the other night I did something really really bent. It was dickheadish. We were dancing in a circle or something, and my friend started coming over to the group, so I said really loudly "Oh no, she's coming over." intending her to hear it, but she thought I didn't think she could hear me apparently, so she turned around. She didn't believe me that I wanted her to hear it at first but I think she did eventually. I'm so used to making jokes like that with moo or the lads that I forget sometimes people might not instinctively know I'm joking. If I had heard someone say that about me I dunno if I'd believe they were joking. My sense of humour is far too cruel for my own good. I'm too sarcastic, sometimes it's more-so lying for the craic than sarcasm.
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Define Sarcasm: "a sharply ironical taunt; sneering or cutting remark"s
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Yeah I definitely would rather say I lie for the crack than making cutting remarks. My favourite jokes are the ones where I make people think for a bit that I'm an absolute idiot, but they have to be pretty rare otherwise people just know immediately it's a joke. 
I met someone much more sarcastic than me in Galway. She was friends with this annoying chick who had just given birth. Let's call them sarko and wagon. I asked for a light from wagon and she eventually let me light off her cigarette and so to be nice I reluctantly bottled it and let her have a toke, so the bitch took a whopper toke and immediately passed it to sarko who took a big drag and then wagon grabbed it back off her and was taking another big drag when I snatched it off her. I tried to get the lads to move on but they started talking to sarko and wagon when they walked after me to stinge some more. This was the very end of my bag by the way. Some context; I always only really pack the top 2/3 of a joint so you don't have to smoke the nasty bit near the roach, and some random lad the night before smoked about 1/3 the joint after I used his lighter, he was being bent and he knew it. I forgot my lighter that night, the next night one of the lads had borrowed it hence all the asking for lights.
So anyway, I wasn't feeling very generous and was kinda pissed off they were following us but it was grand in the end anyway. For whatever reason childbirth came up and I said something about it being so fucking disgusting; blood and shit and other gross substances. Then wagon says something like, "If anyone should be smoking that joint it should be me. I just gave birth! (we were sharing with her at this stage btw, no idea why she said that)", and I can't really remember what I replied, but I was pretty much taken aback. I think I said something kinda mean because I still wanted her to fuck off since she was annoying. Something like "Jeeze, if I had just given birth I wouldn't be out getting drunk and smoking joints. Who is looking after your baby?", and then she goes like "Well I haven't actually just given birth, but if I had I'd expect you to be nicer! You're some dickhead.". Then she fucked off and we were left talking to sarko. She basically didn't answer a single question seriously and kept telling us we were all making no sense but she stuck around, no idea why. It was very, very funny actually, Dave has these converse shoes that are actually slip ons but have holes for laces like this.

At one stage he said something or other, and sarko notices he does't have laces so she starts laughing her hole off going "Sure what dyu know! You don't even have lacers!!", real emphasis on the word lacers. She said it a number of times and Colm and I were laughing pretty hard at her saying lacers instead of laces, but I think she thought we were laughing at Dave for having no "lacers" so it was all pretty good. Lacers is a great word though in all fairness. It's really fun to say. After a bit sarko told us that wagon actually does have a kid and that was her boyfriend over there blah, blah, blah. So weird that she had lied about it. I wanted to go over and say sorry and also maybe tell her to never lie about not having a kid again because that's fucked up yo, she should be proud in fairness and not lying about it.... But anyway I didn't because her boyfriend and his mate were standing with her and it'd just have been awkward for everybody. 

Right I've waffled a shit tonne now at this stage. I've been writing this post for ages........
Sorry for posting it so late today, but here it is budz.

Prince Charming

I had an epiphany. Legit.
Not really though, but I have a new plan.

I've always changed the reason why I'm pretty bad at pulling. For ages I thought I was just lacking confidence, then I thought I was lacking motivation, then I very briefly thought I wasn't very good looking (until I fortunately walked by a mirror), I've also thought I need to be more of a dickhead (but then I thought about it and I'm plenty enough of a dickhead to be fair) and once I even nearly thought maybe I'm just not funny, but I am, and if a girl didn't find me funny or fun she's probably very boring so I'm not missing out.
So my new theory is I just need to be more charming. I was thinking about it and I realised that I'm not actually very charming. Going to definitely make a little more effort to be charming. I'm not really sure how, but I'll just generally try to be less cynical, not talk myself down, and try to find trivial things genuinely interesting.

"what do you feel your best when your doing?"- Ehhhh, hard to say.... A single answer.... I'd say skiing. You're basically going quickly, exercising, and trying to survive. You don't get too cold or too hot most of the time, because you're so warm from exercising, but it's so cold outside so you can easily make the perfect medium. Sometimes when I'm playing squash my mind starts to wander, I'll randomly be thinking of lyrics to songs during rallys or something. Maybe it's just because I'm better at squash than skiing, but for me that doesn't really happen too much when I'm skiing because there's repercussions for not paying attention while skiing, so it takes your whole mind. You have no worries because you can't afford to be thinking about them.  You're purely living in the moment. You're operating at a more basic level and it feels great..
Actually, by all this I reckon I'd love boxing. Although that's quite bad for you so what are ya gonna do. Anything dangerous would do, but I'm too much of a puss to do base jumping or something like that.

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Drugs in Ireland

So I started writing this a few days ago, and got distracted and just yeah that was it....
I'm going to become a regular blogger. Probably the opposite of what you had expected given my recent shittyness, but I'm going to make an effort to blog twice a week. Sunday, and Thursday we'll say. Might have to change it but that's what we'll run with for now.

I was thinking about this randomly (in the shower, where I do most of my thinking really); what percent of people take what drugs in Ireland, I know they change a lot dependant on age so I'm going to just go for the 20-30 age bracket.
So here's my estimates, feel free to input. These are just roughly based on people I know/what I've seen or heard about.
We're not talking once off here, we'll say at least twice a year.

Alcohol - 99%
Tobacco - 50-70% (although frequent users would be ~30% I'd say)
Marijuana - 40-60% (taken with tobacco nearly always, frequent users ~30%)
MDMA/Ecstasy/Ketamine/etc - 25-35%
LSD/Shrooms/etc - 10-20%
Cocaine - 10-20 % increasing as you go further towards 30, due to cost.
Heroin/opiates/etc - about 1% ?
Crystal Meth - I haven't heard of anybody doing it in Ireland... I'd want to say about 1 in 10,000 but that could be so so far off.... Maybe I just live in too nice an area.

Just did that really quickly so probably left out a bunch of obvious drugs...

People keep telling me they never watch these videos. I get the impression nobody watches them, some people (*cough dave*) seem to think telling me that should bring me down or surprise me, but it's fine. I watch them, so it bothers me not.

"what would you do if you slept with someone you just met, only to subsequently find out that they then paid you for your services? would you be weirded out and give it to charity or would you just take the money and spend it on something nice?" - This is such a weird question.... Did this happen to someone? I can narrow this question down to about 2 or 3 people I'd say, just based on how it's written.... Anyway, this is a completely unrealistic situation I can barely get my head around it to answer it. Just to clarify, the situation is I pulled and sexed some chick and then she gives me money afterwards thinking I was a gigolo? Or is it just I was so good they felt they were obliged to pay me? Presumably not that. Either way I'd give the money back to them and probably laugh at them and make light of the situation... I wouldn't sleep with someone who I didn't want to, so it'd be ridiculous for them to pay me because if I wanted to they were clearly daycent enough and could get some sexy times for free handy enough anyway. 

Nothing to see here... Move along...

I have nothing really that I want to talk about... Lets see what comes out.
I realise I've been extra shit at doing this lately, but I've got 2 formspring questions so I figure I'll answer them and maybe make a wee post too.

This is the guy from Derrick Comedy, so I find it a little hard to think of him as a music artist, but this song is a fair aul choon.

and here's another song I've been listening to a bit lately.

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Was just listening to this there, he tells a little story about halfway through, it's good. Give it a listen.

"Why did you start a blog?" - Eh, for a few reasons. My friend Sarah had a blog and I enjoyed reading it, so I was hoping to make something like that. I guess it was partly for the attention too. I had this idea in my head that loads of random people read your blog. I don't know where I assumed these people came from, but I just assumed they were there, creeping around the internet reading blogs. They do exist, but not in the hundreds and thousands that I had imagined for every single shitty blog. I also stopped writing a diary years ago, so I figured this could sorta keep trail of events that I would have otherwise forgotten.
I didn't imagine how much I'd get out of it for myself. I'd like to say I started it to arrange my thoughts and think about my feelings etc, but I didn't. That was unexpected. 

"Who is your idol and who is your favourite person that you know?" - I don't know who asked this, so I don't know who to say. I don't have an idol, there isn't someone I'd rather be. Given the opportunity, I'd change the world, not change myself. Actually that's not true, I'd change the world AND change myself. 
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I really don't know though. Everybody is good in different ways.


"Do you think you are more apathetic than most people and do you think it is a bad thing?"- I had to Google apathy. I never really thought about it but I guess maybe. I think the average emotional person doesn't realise that most people aren't as emotional as them. Or maybe it's just the people I know don't cry or jump around with happiness as much as other people. I definitely think "what's the point" too often. When I was little I used to care too much about things, and it only ever really brought unhappiness. I think I worried and stressed too much sometimes so now I just have a much more hands-off approach to things. 
I always feel like this blog is full of self-pity and I hate that, I keep thinking it's too self centred too, but personal blog yadayada. I started watching The Tree Of Life last night while I was quite tired, and there was a bit at the start where the woman was saying how people either choose the path of Grace, or Nature. Grace lets other people get their way, it gets its happiness from others being happy kinda thing, and Nature just wants to satisfy itself. Or something like that, I can't really remember since I was falling asleep. Pretty much everybody these days are just Nature heads. I'd like to put other people first more. I used to try to a lot, but I think I've become a bit crap at it. Probably from realising the majority of people wouldn't do the same for you, but if you expect them to then you're not really putting yourself out at all by putting other people first.....
I dunno....
In short, I guess I'm probably slightly more apathetic than most people; re-reading the question the person who asked it clearly thinks I am ^^. An "if so" wouldn't have gone astray. I keep on changing my mind about my answer to this question but sure feck it, who cares really.


Oh that Tree Of Life movie, I fell asleep and didn't watch it all. I kept dozing off actually and waking up and being very confused. I'm pretty sure at one stage there were dinosaurs.... Lots of shots of space too. It looked really cool actually. Not a conventional movie at all. 

Tomato soup

Watched "Swingers" with Colly the other night, it was really good. I think the words "baby" and "money" were used about a million times throughout the money. It has absolutely nothing to do with actual swingers. The meaning of that word must have changed since 1996.
It's about a guy who's girlfriend breaks up with him and his mate (Vince Vaughn) is trying to get him back on his feet.

I listened to this song the next day for the first time in ages the next day and it's sorta similar, about a down and out guy, but this ones a much sadder story.

The hoods have loads of great little story songs.

So to my anon questions.
Actually, the questions have really been dying off lately since I guess the novelty is wearing off and posts are less frequent, so to give it a lil extra boost, how about you try finish off this sentence:
"It's okay for us to treat animals how we do because:".
The reason I chose this is because I'm a big veg-head. Also I was in a petshop the other day just for a laugh since I was walking by, and the poor animals are having a shit time in it. There were 3 gerbils, in a corner together shivering and not moving. There were loads of birds crammed into a cage together, I tried to take a video but my phone can't apparently, so here's a picture. They just made little coo-ing noises and flew from perch to perch the whole time we were there, presumably they just do that forever until they die because who's really going to buy them?

Obviously animals in the food industry get treated an awful lot worse, but if I was going to buy pets I wouldn't buy them from a pet store where they keep the animals like that...

"three wishes. go. and don't be a giant cliché"-
By "don't be a giant cliché" I assume you mean just do realistic ones that aren't also Miss World answers or whatevever. So here goes. I've put a lot of thought into these...
1. I wish someone makes a beer that actually tastes really nice and doesn't give hangovers.
2. I wish I had a tame monkey as a pet.
3. I wish it was trendy for people to let their dogs wear cowboy hats.


If these all come true I'll be raging that I wasted my 3 wishes on these.. Actually... No I won't, I'd be delighted.

Productivity has gone through the roof.

Yesterday Colm and I were bored off of our tits. We did everything we typically do and were left bored and had no idea what to do. It was then that I realised why normal people make plans. If you aren't one of those weirdos with plans, you just end up in places like yesterday where you have literally not a thing to do.

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We made some very vague plans so we could try our hand at being normal, and then fortunately it became late enough to just watch a movie and then go to bed. It was one of those subtitled Japanese samurai movies. I like when movies aren't trying to be the biggest thing ever. All those fucking Marvel movies wreck my head. Once in a few years a movie like that is okay, but when they're pumping out these overdramatic shitty movies it's just annoying. I also watched Everything Must Go with Will Ferrell, it was really good too actually. I've never before found myself being one of those people who's like "BUT WHAT HAPPENS NEXT?" after a movie, but I was kinda like that with that one. Normally I like the mystery of the protagonist's (<- check me out, I'm an English snob) future so long as the current problem was resolved, but I guess I kinda felt I'd like to know what he does next, since I dunno what I've to do next!

I have plans for the next few days (til wednesday), so life is great right now. No worries budday.

Questions:
"pretty sure it's your turn in draw something." - Yeah, sorry whoever this is. I've become really lazy at it now that it's not the alternative to studying. Speaking of which, results come out on Tuesday. Not looking forward to that.. So much to lose, so little to gain. I'll be disappointed with less than a 2.1, and I scraped a 2.1 last year and I definitely feel I did less well this year so I'm dead on track for disappointment.

"Do you believe in aliens?"- It's funny someone should ask this... The definition for an alien is "A foreigner, esp. one who is not a naturalized citizen of the country where they are living.", so given that definition, I'd have to say that I have met aliens, and have in fact myself been an Alien. When I was little, about 6 or so, I remember getting slagged by one of the kids in my class about this. I assume the question here is really, do you think there is life outside of Earth? Since life can be anything, like micro-organisms, I think that yeah there probably are aliens. Which is what I told this kid in my primary school, and he insisted on calling me Alien-boy and trying to get other people to call me it (it thankfully didn't catch on). I remember finding it really annoying, because he had this idea in his head that I thought there were aliens like ET amongst us or something, so he was slagging me because he was narrow-minded; I felt I was getting slagged for not being stupid like him. I doubt actual aliens have ever been to Earth, but I'd have to say, given the unimaginable quantity of space out there, it's pretty unlikely we're the only things living in it. This reminds me I plan on talking about cremation in one of my next post. I hope I remember!

"How many people use the encrypto blog?" - Eh, I can't remember. I think only about 5 or 6 people. (only 1 or 2 asked for the text-colour change so I'm not assed to re-upload it. If you REALLY want it email me and I'll send you a fixed version.)


"what's your ideal quality in a girl?/What does your dream girl look/act like?"- That's an unbelievably hard question to answer since I don't think I really know. There's this scene in scrubs, where JD gets Elliott back or something, and then he realises he doesn't want her. He has a problem where he only wants what he can't have and when he gets things, he doesn't want them anymore. Sometimes I worry that I'm like that. Sometimes I worry that I imagine that the ideal girl could make me as happy as I was when I was little, she could make the world seem as bright as before my sister died. If I do imagine that, then I'm screwed. Nothing can bring her back or replace her, I know that, but do I REALLY know that deep down? I fucking hope so. I think I do.
Linkin Park have this lyric, "Once the papers crumpled up, it can't be perfect again."

This is true, but being crumpled can add character to the picture in a way. Just because it was crumpled up, doesn't mean it's ruined. It doesn't mean it can't still be useful or beautiful.
If a girl's pen was to try draw a picture on my paper,(all this talking in metaphors is exhausting) I think mainly she'd have to keep me on my toes. My dream girl is pretty, not taller than me, not loud but not too quiet, a little more confident than me, tranquil, and fun. We're talking a dream girl there though, so I think I'm allowed to be that picky right?

Nothing to do but still there's better things to do.

I'm sitting here at the computer, and it's starting to hit me just how at a loose end I am. I have no obligations whatsoever. I have 4 squash matches to arrange and play, and that is the extent of my plans for the rest of my life....
Well I tell a lie, I just stuck 2 quorn sausages and a breaded quorn "chicken fillet" in the oven, so I guess you could say I have committed to eating them, not sure if that really counts as a commitment though.

Went out last night with the school lads for no reason really. It was pretty event-less really unfortunately. It was pissing rain so there wasn't too many people in town, but Ciaran's mate (who Shane's been making kissy faces with) was in town for her brothers 30th or something so we went to the pub where that was on. She's a pretty girl, but last night I realised that I had never heard her talk before. She's pure bogger like (not saying that's a bad thing), and she didn't seem as too cool for school as the vibe I got from her other times (last time I saw her she was making kissy faces with another girl which is a typical trying to be cool thing girls do, unless she actually is just a bisexual but I doubt that since she's a bogger).

I ate those quorn saussos and fillet thing in bred with ketchup, it was yummy but mo bolg is quite sore now. Weird. Not a healthy sign I think...

Christ I'm fucking boring....

Like honestly, what the fuck am I waffling on about...
This is just blogging for the sake of blogging.
This is boring...