It never rains, but it pours.
Some bad news first... well, it's more awkward than bad. I was hoping to order a Moog Etherwave theremin during the exams, found a website that would deliver to Dublin 'nd all, but then I decided that delivery could take a little too long and I could have been in Majorca when it arrived, so I would wait until July when I got home. Checked the site again a few days ago... and they closed half their stores and shut down online and phone ordering in the meantime. Yikes. I could order direct from Moog but because there's no distributor in Ireland it would get shipped from somewhere in the US and delivery would be... quite ridiculous, maybe a quarter of the overall price? Chuck in customs duties and I am sc-reweeeed. They have distributors in France, Belgium and possibly the UK so I might fire off an e-mail and ask to bend the rules a little so I can get my theremin off someone in the eurozone or at least the EU and avoid ricockulous delivery and customs.
Further awkwardness is the department of education wanting me to send them a copy of my results by the day before the results come out. Blergh. I'll just call them and tell them that I am still in college and I would still like to get my scholarship, but I can't produce proof of college-dom for a while.
On Friday I met up with my darling Aisling for coffee (which instead became ice-cream) and we bumped into Ken, taking a good 30 seconds to recognise him because 1. he was in a suit and 2. he had cut off his hair! Schmadness. These kids came up to us and told me I looked like Kelly Osbourne. OH GOD, WHY HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME. In fairness, I do think she's quite pretty. But not many others do..
Saturday was Aoife's birthday shindig, it was a lot of fun. Freud kept cropping up in conversation, and I was told I looked like Kelly Osbourne for the second day running. When I left the party, the sun was coming up. How beautiful! It really feels like summer now.
Finished my exams two days ago, when the weather was nice! We sat out by the pav and relaxed, and still felt as though we had obligations and work to do. Then out to halls to Teresa's for our last sesh there, and on to Shittybar.
David and Kate
Emmet makes amazing faces in photos.
Singing on the bus. I shall miss that route, which I think is the 128.
Kyle, Darren, Emmet and Andy
Hey look! A photo in which I amn't red, or dishevelled, or opening my mouth really wide!
Gráinne, Laura, Carly
Jess and I
Last night was booze with Aidan, Jen, Jeff and Aidan's science friends, including my name-twin and this guy called Allen who I cannot look at, ever, without seeing this photo of him in Fibbers looking like he's crying.
Gig tomorrow in Radio City, must ask Siobhán if she's going 'cause I know Ger is. Haven't been there since Freshers Week, so it shall frame the academic year for me!
Hoping to be quite productive this summer; currently cleaning up my room after my exam nonchalance to tidiness. I'm a total neat freak but when exams roll around I'm able to ignore the debris all around me. Unfortunately, I woke up today, looked around and went "oh crap, I'm going to need a bulldozer to get through this stuff." I cleared up my wardrobe a little and chucked out all the gothy corsets and size-4 shoes after clinging onto them for a little too long. Begone, too-big shoes and clothes that really don't suit my current style and my aspirant styles!
Aspirant styles, you say? No, you don't, but I'm going to take this opportunity to write a bit of a style conception for myself, basically things I like right now and ought to keep in mind when looking for clothes, sewing, putting outfits together etc.
- scarves. So useful (ahem, hem), because I can wear them in my hair, around my neck, on my bag Hermes-style etc. etc. They're really cheap in vintage shops and markets and you can find some gorgeous ones, like my black-grey-yellow-white one that says 'goodnight bear'. I'd also like to find two big ones in similar colours and the same size and make a dress out of them by sewing them together and maaaaybe adding a waist ribbon for definition. But then again, I kinda like tunic-y dresses for their hanging quality, and a waist goes against that.
- high waists. In love with these! I have a few high-waisted skirts, and the most amazing pair of high-waisted slacks that cost me all of a tenner. Back when those high-waisted trousers were in style people bitched about them, but I find them so delightfully Katharine Hepburn and they are more flattering on me than hipsters are; they make me look taller and let me show off the old ballerina posture.
- empire waists and poet shirts. I watch too many Jane Austen adaptations.
- just skirts in general. Mid-way through Trinity term I got sick of wearing jeans all the time. I have too many nice skirts and dresses to rely on them all of the time. Haven't looked back since; I wear them about once a week and feel a lot prettier in my dresses.
- high heels. I think I'd like to be one of those women that always wear heels. I used to wear platforms constantly to make myself taller, and I do love what heels do to my legs, but they're kinda impractical for legging it around the cobblestones at college. Still, I think I might make a policy similar to my fuck-jeans policy and wear low heels like my t-bars or my cream ankle-boots anytime I leave the house after 5 or 6, except for gigs and going dancing. I still have terribly romantic notions of cycling bicycles in skirts and a pair of t-bar heels. Previous bike + skirt experience has taught me otherwise but you know, maybe, just maybe the heels will change everything.
I'm going to cut fabric later so I can remake my red dress in a blue polka-dot pattern, and maybe add a belt. I've got another pattern I want to re-use. It's for a gorgeous shift dress that I drew up last summer, the front is quite tunic-like, with only underbust darts to make it hang more nicely, but the back has massively long darts and clings to everything, making that nice backwards-s shape. Very Marios Schwab, body-con-ish, in contrast to the shift-like front. In case you can't tell, I'm very proud of that pattern. Also sculpting my purged ideas into short stories and songs, finalllllly. That moleskine was a life-saver, and I hope it continues to be as such.
And now, I am off, to be productive! This motivation better stick around for the summer.
Further awkwardness is the department of education wanting me to send them a copy of my results by the day before the results come out. Blergh. I'll just call them and tell them that I am still in college and I would still like to get my scholarship, but I can't produce proof of college-dom for a while.
On Friday I met up with my darling Aisling for coffee (which instead became ice-cream) and we bumped into Ken, taking a good 30 seconds to recognise him because 1. he was in a suit and 2. he had cut off his hair! Schmadness. These kids came up to us and told me I looked like Kelly Osbourne. OH GOD, WHY HAST THOU FORSAKEN ME. In fairness, I do think she's quite pretty. But not many others do..
Saturday was Aoife's birthday shindig, it was a lot of fun. Freud kept cropping up in conversation, and I was told I looked like Kelly Osbourne for the second day running. When I left the party, the sun was coming up. How beautiful! It really feels like summer now.
Finished my exams two days ago, when the weather was nice! We sat out by the pav and relaxed, and still felt as though we had obligations and work to do. Then out to halls to Teresa's for our last sesh there, and on to Shittybar.
David and Kate
Emmet makes amazing faces in photos.
Singing on the bus. I shall miss that route, which I think is the 128.
Kyle, Darren, Emmet and Andy
Hey look! A photo in which I amn't red, or dishevelled, or opening my mouth really wide!
Gráinne, Laura, Carly
Jess and I
Last night was booze with Aidan, Jen, Jeff and Aidan's science friends, including my name-twin and this guy called Allen who I cannot look at, ever, without seeing this photo of him in Fibbers looking like he's crying.
Gig tomorrow in Radio City, must ask Siobhán if she's going 'cause I know Ger is. Haven't been there since Freshers Week, so it shall frame the academic year for me!
Hoping to be quite productive this summer; currently cleaning up my room after my exam nonchalance to tidiness. I'm a total neat freak but when exams roll around I'm able to ignore the debris all around me. Unfortunately, I woke up today, looked around and went "oh crap, I'm going to need a bulldozer to get through this stuff." I cleared up my wardrobe a little and chucked out all the gothy corsets and size-4 shoes after clinging onto them for a little too long. Begone, too-big shoes and clothes that really don't suit my current style and my aspirant styles!
Aspirant styles, you say? No, you don't, but I'm going to take this opportunity to write a bit of a style conception for myself, basically things I like right now and ought to keep in mind when looking for clothes, sewing, putting outfits together etc.
- scarves. So useful (ahem, hem), because I can wear them in my hair, around my neck, on my bag Hermes-style etc. etc. They're really cheap in vintage shops and markets and you can find some gorgeous ones, like my black-grey-yellow-white one that says 'goodnight bear'. I'd also like to find two big ones in similar colours and the same size and make a dress out of them by sewing them together and maaaaybe adding a waist ribbon for definition. But then again, I kinda like tunic-y dresses for their hanging quality, and a waist goes against that.
- high waists. In love with these! I have a few high-waisted skirts, and the most amazing pair of high-waisted slacks that cost me all of a tenner. Back when those high-waisted trousers were in style people bitched about them, but I find them so delightfully Katharine Hepburn and they are more flattering on me than hipsters are; they make me look taller and let me show off the old ballerina posture.
- empire waists and poet shirts. I watch too many Jane Austen adaptations.
- just skirts in general. Mid-way through Trinity term I got sick of wearing jeans all the time. I have too many nice skirts and dresses to rely on them all of the time. Haven't looked back since; I wear them about once a week and feel a lot prettier in my dresses.
- high heels. I think I'd like to be one of those women that always wear heels. I used to wear platforms constantly to make myself taller, and I do love what heels do to my legs, but they're kinda impractical for legging it around the cobblestones at college. Still, I think I might make a policy similar to my fuck-jeans policy and wear low heels like my t-bars or my cream ankle-boots anytime I leave the house after 5 or 6, except for gigs and going dancing. I still have terribly romantic notions of cycling bicycles in skirts and a pair of t-bar heels. Previous bike + skirt experience has taught me otherwise but you know, maybe, just maybe the heels will change everything.
I'm going to cut fabric later so I can remake my red dress in a blue polka-dot pattern, and maybe add a belt. I've got another pattern I want to re-use. It's for a gorgeous shift dress that I drew up last summer, the front is quite tunic-like, with only underbust darts to make it hang more nicely, but the back has massively long darts and clings to everything, making that nice backwards-s shape. Very Marios Schwab, body-con-ish, in contrast to the shift-like front. In case you can't tell, I'm very proud of that pattern. Also sculpting my purged ideas into short stories and songs, finalllllly. That moleskine was a life-saver, and I hope it continues to be as such.
And now, I am off, to be productive! This motivation better stick around for the summer.