YES

Some nice people I took some photos of a while back.
Actually I lie, Boyfriend took the first three.
I'm getting the keys to my house tomorrow. It's been a long time coming, I can feel my brain turn to mush from the lack of stimulation, college will do me some good.
My dad and I are both ready for a break from each other too. Country living is beginning to grate, I long for a bustling metropolis.
The worst thing is the separation from Boyfriend. A whole three hours away, but not far enough for us to admit to a 'long-distance' relationship. My holidays will be spent in the charming student accommodation of NUI Galway and I can't wait.

Currently...

...feeling the effects of bad weather, a mini-drug bust amongst friends and their parents (nothing too serious mind you, just that one mother had a total conniption over nothing) and no proper job to indulge my consumer whims and indulgences.

Alas, there will be sunshine tomorrow. Along with a free house. And Boyfriend will be freed by his captives. Oh and I'll be babysitting a labrador puppy all day.



My goal is to feel as wonderful as she is. Tomorrow is gonna be a good day.

Poor Boyfriend broke himself.

It was quite funny really, we were running for the bus with many a gin drunk. Two minutes to go and we had quite a distance before us until we reached the bus stop. I sprinted with grace and elegance while he lumbered along behind me when suddenly
whack
slap
crash
he thumped on to the ground face first after crumpling his ankle into a pot hole. Oh how I laughed. It's massive, and purple, hopefully not broken.

Alas, no more skating or surfing for 8 weeks, this may be detrimental to our relationship.

I don't if the three of you who read this know any surfers, but they are the biggest grumps in the world if they haven't surfed in more than two days.

*sigh*