When I was younger I used to think that there was a secret that everyone over a certain age knew about and when you got to a certain age, they'd tell you. Once you were told the secret, you'd realise it's importance as a secret and you'd never tell anyone under that certain age. Every year I was half expecting the secrets of the world to be revealed to me within a sentence. Like they'd just say a word and then everything would click and make sense. That's what your Mam meant when she said 'It's a grown up thing' or 'I'll tell you when you're older'. I was always a little bit scared that I'd die before I got to that age and live eternally in heaven as a child and never find it out.

Zain just said this as a come back to Adam...

"At least I'm not going to die alone like you."

Best child!

To do list

I decided that I was going to make a to do list for the summer. Well more a places to visit thing. Just places I went as a kid that I haven't been in ages. Basically it's just going to crush all that notalgia I've built up and the end result will be something along the lines of 'Well this is shit'.
I think I'll start a seperate blog and have them all together. Sure, we'll see what happens.
I started watching the US office. I think enough time has passed for me to accept that it's shit and still watch it. I want a Pam. I'd totally stay late in work and let her sleep on my shoulder.

Sutton
Baldoyle
Interrailing
Football match
Dollymount

I just got lazy and don't want to write any more. Bullet points ftw.

Beach

I decided I needed to get out of the house for a while (as in a bit further than the garden) so I went for a stroll, as you do when you're me. I ended up going to Bull Island (I think it's Dollymount beach but it could also be Sandymount. One is a beach and one is a luas stop. I know no more) and having a little lie down as it got dark. It was nice having the ocean drown out that ever present sound of traffic.

We rerecorded an old song because I didn't like the recording. When I say an old song, I mean a song from last month. That is all.

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I'm a gardener, me!

Today my gran's house felt like a home again for the first time in such a long time. Playing guitar between cooking food and looking after my grandparents seemed to suck the life out of the place. Rebecca stayed over last night and was singing as she was walking through the place and I've no idea why but it just reminded me of growing up and when my parents lived here and everything that needed to be done, got done.
She sat out in the garden for a while and I remembered how huge it seemed when I was smaller. Looking back, I've no idea how an apple tree and several pair trees fit in the garden with enough place left for me to run around with my cars and trucks.
I decided I'd cut the grass and I spent about 3 hours putting order into the garden and hiding all the eye sores in the shed and finding a place for everything. I really quite enjoyed it.
Now however, I am hungry and I'm hoping that a fried egg on a heel and a bowl of cereal will be enough for me... I don't want to spend more money. :(

The Collection of the Bins

I just wheeled the wheely bin out because I heard the bin truck going by. A few seconds later, I collected it. I looked around and suddenly everyone was on the road collecting their bins and having a chit chat. It was like the social event of the morning that everyone knew about but no body talked about.

Rule 1 of The Collection of the Bins: You don't talk about The Collection of the Bins
Rule 2 of The Collection of the Bins: YOU DON'T TALK ABOUT THE COLLECTION OF THE BINS!!!

I had a nice chat with Mrs. Kilmartin and then she went across the road to say hi to Mrs. Reid. I'd have stayed out longer and joined in the fun but my coffee was getting cold. I can't wait for next week.

I'm exagerating a little bit but not as much as you might think...

Song, Zoo, Home.

New Song: http://folkspace.tumblr.com

I think needs a bit of cello. I'm going to go try and teach myself the cello now. I'll do it outside though because it's far to sunny to be staying inside.

I went to the zoo yesterday. It was a bit rubbish. And it was the day before yesterday now that I hink of it. The Red Panda was asleep and has since grown up and is less cute and the other one is dead. What's the point in going if there are no Red Pandas? The bird house seemed closed and it was all very unexciting. We did get in for free though so I can't complain too much.

We proceeded to find a beer garden in Nancy Hands or something, and then Stace and White came to play. I had a good time. Heather's came on in Doran's. It was delightfully confusing.

I really don't like homes. Before I get too old to look after myself, I'm going to move into a studio type apartment. Everything's going to be in one room and I'll need not worry about being moved into a home.

G'way, would ya?

It's weird when people don't act in a way they should. There are ways and means and things you just don't do in these situations. People need to grow up. I'm aware that I can't really talk but if I needed to be more responsible, I would be.

I visited my grandparent's new home place a few days ago. I'm not sure what I expected but it seemed eh... shit. For one I thought it would be more homely and not really painfully neutral. It's just an empty hotel room and a massive kitchen area for everyone to come hang out in when they're not in their hotel room. I do get alot of looking after and don't need to cook or anything anymore but still... It's not somewhere I'd like to end up.

I've to get my eyes tested tomorrow. They've been very bloodshot recently. Also my mam is coming home but I want to go to a gig so I probably won't see her till Thursday. I hope there's money in my account...

Happy Birthday, Flemmy.

You're a big girl now.

We're going out in Navan tonight. This better be the most fun ever! But before that, we shall be chillin in Ak's and before that, songs about inappropriate fake romances between me and certain people's sister need to be recorded. :)

I've to get my eyes tested on Wednesday morning. It's the same day that Momsy comes home and there is a gig on that night so I probably won't see her. Rachel is going to Engerland tomorrow. I didn't even get to say hi. :( Sorry Canadia.

I need a new cuddle buddy. Someone embrace me for a few hours.

Ladies...

You're welcome! ;)