Negative pleasure

Today was rather boring. My better half&I got the bus to Dundalk from Carrick and then waited around a while and jumped on another one, bus wankers. The bus depot is filled with the strangest people you will ever meet, there's two sisters that are like twiddledum and twiddledee, the ginger man with the limp and the old carrick lady who comments on everything to name but a few. Can't wait to get to London so spend all my hard earned ca$h. I was cleaning my room this evening, threw out so much crap but stumbled across some old letters and journals that made me cringe but super happy at the same time, yay for embarrassing finds!
My sister's room in England is being taken over my ladybirds, wasps&spiders, makes me even more grateful for my big cosy, semi-clean bedroom.

I don't do crowds

I absolutely hate when I type something out and somehow manage to delete it, calamity Darina strikes again. My tattoo is not healing properly at all, it's stressing me out so much. Hopefully the scab will fall off and I can go into a studio and be like 'yo fix dis shit up ya'll'. I got through to the next stages of the Redken hairdressing competition, I'm excited but completely filled with dread at the same time, I have to walk in heels. Seriously scared of falling on my arse. Myself&Darren have decided to go to the zoo soon, seeing as though the weather is all happy&sunny :) I can't wait, this will be our second zoo adventure! Also looking into going to see the Villagers, Grizzly bear&Camera obscura in Cork during the Summer, would be super awesome. On a completely unrelated note, addicted to kiwis and innocent smoothies on ce moment, yums.

I can't grow a new heart

Miss Alexandra Black has made me start posting again, she's my blogs saviour!

So I got my tattoo and it looks like it's gonna be a very long healing process, oh well.
I've recently realised that I'm slightly obsessed with property,interior design and anything that is remotely related to houses, I think I'm slowly morphing into a house wife. Frankily I blame Darren, just because I can. In other news, my life is pretty boring, I'm saving my money for London, gonna splurge in M.A.C and some really cool indie uber awesome trendy shops.
I'm a bit obsessed with this face mask I recently purchased from Lush it's called Oatifix, it's actually amazing, can't stop myself from licking it off around my mouth when I put it on, mmmm oaty goodness.
Lastly I need to think of a lovely birthday present for my favourite ginger, Caoimhe. Suggestions welcome.

I'm purity, hit me again

TEN THINGS ABOUT YOURSELF


I drink too much tea
I'm way too sensitive for my own good
I'm a bit of a hypocondriac
I want to be a midwife when I'm all grown up
I've very over protective of my friends&loved ones.
I'm constantly thinking about the future
I'm very shy and blush at pretty much anything
I can't see much without my glasses
I love programs about property and murder mysteries
My Mother is probably my best friend in the world


NINE THINGS YOU’VE THOUGHT ABOUT RECENTLY

College courses
Getting reiki done
My tattoo healing
Detoxing
Not speaking to Darren all night
How much chocolate I ate this evening
What to buy Caoimhe for her birthday
Going to London
What I'll do tomorrow

EIGHT WAYS TO WIN YOUR HEART

Have a quiet personality
Be yourself
Be honest
Have manners
Give me lots of cuddles
Hold my hand
Have relatively the same taste in music as me
Be Darren Clarke




SEVEN FAVORITE SONGS YOU’VE HAD

Lounge act- Nirvana
Plateau- Nirvana (cover)
Tear- Smashing pumpkins
Ava Adore- Smashing pumpkins
Best Sunday dress- Hole
Softer, softest-Hole
Metric- Twilight galaxy

(Far too hard)

SIX THINGS TO DO BEFORE YOU GO TO BED

Have a mug of tea
Send a goodnight text message
Wash my face&stuffs
Say goodnight to my Mam
Charge my phone
Set my alarm
Take out my contact lenses

FIVE THINGS YOU WISH YOU COULD SAY TO FIVE DIFFERENT PEOPLE RIGHT THIS VERY MOMENT

I miss youuuuuu
You're such a douchebag, grow up
Why aren't things like they used to be
I love you
Text me back ya bitch ya

FOUR THINGS YOU’RE DOING RIGHT NOW.

Listening to Hole
Chatting to Alex
Thinking about the boy
Lurking on blogs

THREE THINGS YOU’RE SCARED OF

Losing people
Not having a family
Not doing as well as I could've or should've

TWO THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE

Travel
Get married, own a house, have babies

ONE CONFESSION

I have superpowers

i am not a robot

I'm awful at updating this gosh darn blog, but it's not my fault. I think in total like five people know about it and if I actually told people maybe they'd pressurise me into posting regularly, so my laziness is infact you, the reader's fault. I don't really have anything to rant about, except the fact that I love naps and of course Dara Kettle, for life, she's my first, my last, my everything. We're taking a little trip to Dublin tomorrow for some shopping, tattooing and stuffing our faces, preferably in Captain America's. Cocktails are on her! Anyways hope the pretty pictures to keep your little squishy heads amused.