A nice day for drinkydrinks on the canal.

Bobby contemplates wine.

It's a very sunny day and I really need to get a lot of work done :(
Bahhh HUMBUG the Leaving Cert >:(
Why can't I just be free?

gaff porshy, gaff porshy!

I GRADUATED!!

 After an awful long 6 years of sharpening pencils, chewing pens, daydreaming of the weekend, doodling "Mrs Hollie Aherne" onto my copy books, and struggling with the challenging task of staying awake through every 40 minute long class, it is finally over.

I am no longer a school girl, and it is either very exciting or very sad.

On the last week of school we planned a full 6 days packed with themed dressing up days. 

Day 1: Cowboy and Indian day

 Day 2: Beach Day

And then unfortunately, due to a lack of sense of humour among the teachers, our week long  dress-up was cancelled, because of some sumo suits..

 

So after that, our last few days seemed to last forever! But grad day came along with a loada tears and we cut up our school skirts and tried our hardest to live out the  slutty schoolgirl stereotype while we still could get away with it and not look like a load of desperah' bingo/hen night birds.

After we created chaos in school that day we all went home and got ready for our official graduation mass, which started back in the school at 7:30.

Me graduating!! :) 

Then after the mass, there was a wine reception held in the school. 

When the majority of the teachers and parents were drunk enough not to notice, we went to the bathrooms and changed out of out "conservative Graduation Mass attire" and into our less prudish club clothes, and bam! We hit Buck Whaleys.

 

FIN.

A poem, not a good one.

I avoid studying by writing here,

My boredom brings me many tears,

I should do something useful like knit,

This blog is descending into shit.

I actually couldn't concentrate if my life depended on it. 

And with my Leaving Cert exactly 3 weeks away, my life kinda does depend on it.

Flickr is breaking my heart.

It acts like a little child that waits for you to watch it to do something.

Do I have to keep it's tab open for it to continue to upload my photos?

OH KURT! YOU ARE NOT DIRT. WITH YR SHOES I DO FLIRT. OH KIRT, OH KURT.

Samira in Tan in Kurt Geiger's Solea collection! YUM!!