Yeah, thanks facebook. You cut me real deep!

I guess I'll start blogging again seeing as I've nothing better to do. Hello again, avid readers!
I started with ATC yesterday and haven't done much. Went shop. Set up goal posts and volleyball nets in the rain. If you've never set up a volleyball net before, it's more difficult than you might think!
Loads of free time today as well. Hence the blog. I can't wait until I have something to do at 5. Still over an hour away. Sigh.

46 months

I feel like we should see other people, vegetarianism. We had a good run you and I, but I feel I didn't really believe in you anymore and stayed with you out of habit. Maybe we'll see each other again, but for now, fare be well.

The texture of meat is gross.

Sketching. Yay!!!

I've started drawing again because I recently received a sketchpad for my birthday and I figured I'd just start drawing quick sketches instead of the usual taking months to finish them.













I'd strongly recommend going to see the movie Submarine. Such a great movie. Also, feel free to recommend me people/things to draw.

We're not allowed to go to Doyle's anymore

So I went out last weekend and had the craic throwing shapes around Doyle's like there's no tomorrow to Michael Jackson's Thriller. That was fine, went home, birra sleep. Grand!

The next night, I went there again with Becca for a nice drink. When they were closing, the bar man said 'Could you finish your drinks on the other side of the bar, we're trying to get ready to close. *Looks at me* Oh wow. I'm surprised you have any energy left after dancing up a storm last night.'

Won't be going back to Doyle's any time soon...

Friends...

I think xkcd knows me better than I know me. Haha.

Stupid Pens

I was sitting in my exam thinking about one of my questions with the end of the pen against my lips when it suddenly clicked up and made my upper lip bleed. The pretty examiner noticed, smiled and walked away.

Sigh...

I don't know what to do any more. Everything is just part of a big plan to further distract myself from the things I don't want to think about. And judging from the fact that my hair has started falling out in clumps I'm going to say it's not working. Why does life always have to try and teach me ironic lessons.

I wish I could leave the internet and not come back.