Kelis and my face

Goodbye forever, sleeping pattern

it was nice while it lasted.

So I was thinking how the songs in the taxi back from a night out always round off the night nicely, last night I was in a taxi back to Terenure with Matthew and Isibeal and Isibeal's friend who's name I can't remember (sorry) and that Cee Lo song came on which was pretty awesome, and when it finished Matthew proceeded to tell some hilarious and loud story while I kinda zoned out in the front seat, only to realise that 'Don't You Forget About Me' was playing on the radio (Cliché I know, but so magical) and it just made me chortle about the whole night and it's whatnots.

And another time I was in a taxi back home with Lauren and Curly James and Ciara I think, and everyone had powdered their nose at some point in the night so we were all on these kinda weird 'ughhh' buzzes (except for Ciara ozzly, HOLLA, and maybe James. Maybe it was just me and Lauren, I don't know) And Lauren was all upset and crying and shit and I was all like WHAT DO I DO and our taxi driver was fucking insane and started playing all this fucking hip hop rap or whatever you want to call it, and everyone was bellowing Gangsta's paradise out the windows while lauren sobbed beside me, it was surreal but so so memorable, and at least we're able to laugh about it now. Well. I'm able to laugh about it? No it's fine I hope.

Lastly, the week we got back from Berlin we were getting a taxi home from somewhere, it was our first night out since we got back, and we were all absolutely miserable because Dublin is fucking shit and boring, and basically, while we were in Berlin they only actually played three songs on the Mtv, Katy Perry (ugh), some song by a weird german chick with a bob, and Kickstarts by Example, so everytime I listen to tht, naturally, I get brought back to coming home at like 10 in the morning with my eyes bulging out of my head and giggling till people who had come home earlier wake up and want me dead. So yeah, we're all sitting in this taxi like, abso miz, and Kickstarts came on the radio. It was a really nice uplifting moment. I mean when you think about Example in comparison to all the other shit we listened to and experienced in Berlin it's pretty lame, but I'm a very sentimental person so I DON'T EVEN CARE YEAH.

I'm not too sure what inspired this post. I guess I just felt bad because I promised myself I'd post here more and that's pretty much a lie.

cuts

My cat fucking fell off my shoulder where it usually perches like a little monochrome parrot, naturally it tried to hold on for dear life but endangered mine in the process

Then Ruth cut my hair and didn't really endanger anything except for self esteem but luckily everything went ok and I didn't have to hang myself, HOORAY!