In case you didn't know

You didn't hear from me since March. Maybe you thought that I died on my way to Moyvalley. But I didn't. So here is a little update, just if you are wondering what I am doing.

And yes, I totally named this post after Olly's album.

My trip to Moyvalley was great. Of course, as I predicted, I went to bed late and I had to get up just after a few hours. My hostdad was up already and he told me that Cork is on his way to work and that he can drop me off at the bus station in the city. And he did. I got there quite early, so I had to wait for a bit. I didn't mind though, as there is a free wi-fi at the bus station. I got to experiment with Foursquare when it told me that two other people checked in and I made a little game and started stalking them... long story short, they were both French. Eww. Game over, bros.

Anyway, got on a bus to Dublin, survived, found my other bus to Moyvalley on the first try and Sarka was already waiting for me when I got there. We stopped in a shop to get something to eat because the Genius (as I started referring to myself lately) didn't eat anything all day in case the road is bumpy. On the way from the shop we saw a guy on a bike. Until this moment I am absolutely sure that it was David Tennant. Sarka didn't get a good look at him (mostly because she was driving, but the fact that I couldn't talk and tell her about it until minutes later had something do with it as well). She didn't believe me and said that "running after him with a sonic screwdriver would be a bad idea anyway" and kept driving home. 

The house was amazing. I pressed a button and the gate opened. I am not kidding. Repeat, I pressed a button and the gate opened. The button and the gate were connected so when I pressed a button it opened. And guess what - when I pressed the button after we got trough the gate, it closed. I am serious. This really happened. Science!

After some relaxing we got into the car again (I kindly took over the gate duties for the rest of my stay) and went to Trim. Yes, we went to the castle. It was absolutely amazing. I was quite glad that Sarka is into that stuff as well so I didn't look like the only idiot during the tour. My awwws and oh-my-gods got a few looks at me, but I didn't care. Other people obviously don't understand and they don't realize that other people actually lived in there hundreds of years ago. That somebody actually built it and somebody definitely stood in the same spot where I am standing now and ....sorry, getting carried away again. Castles. History. Aaah. 

Some photos from the tour, stolen from Sarka's photo album. There's more if you want to see it!

A princess lived down there. A princess. An actual princess.

Trim Castle

On this picture Sarka managed to capture me in the process of being fascinated.

On a stupid bridge. Posing for a picture hoping that it will be done soon so I can
get back on a firm surface.

This is what it looks like when you look down. That's right, there are no floors left.

Posing again. Holding on for my dear life. I am so scared of heights. 

 The next day we went back to Trim to see the parade. It was freezing, snowing, raining, the sun was shining, we basically had all the seasons of the year in one day. Irish weather on an irish special day. I couldn't complain, even if I wanted to. It was Sarka's first parade and I didn't want to ruin it for her. In the end it was her who started complaining. But we bravely stayed there until the end and we were very proud of ourselves. There weren't many people left, because the weather was just horrible. Still, however cheesy it sounds, we had each other and nobody was pissing on our bedroom floor this time (that deserves a special post). 

It was a great weekend and I hoped that Sarka would come down to Cork so I can show her around, but unfortunately she won't make it. I promised her that as soon as I settle down she can come to visit me and be my aupair. Even if I don't have children. She can always be my aupair. And she makes really nice pictures. And she knows how to make Eclairs. Oh, and she let me to press the button to open and close the gate. My hero, Sarka. 

My life after that got better. I met certain people who made a huge difference. I see things differently now. It's freaking me out sometimes. I watch romantic comedies now. Like, seriously. Only this week I watched Legally Blonde at least four times. And I cry every singe time when Elle graduates. 13 going on 30 is on schedule tonight. Of course I will cry when Jenna gets together with Matt. Why the hell do I know their names?

In April, Matt Cardle decided to visit Cork. Of course I had to go. I went with my host mommy, Lisa. He looked at her while he was singing When We Collide and smiled. I saw that. I have it on the video. Ya rly.

I went to see freaking Olly Murs. Big thanks go to Micheal for getting two tickets for his girlfriend Lenka, who chose me to be her plus one. It was unforgettable. I know that everyone says this after a show, but guys, he waved at me. He did though. I was standing there all the way in the back, everybody around me was sitting and then the light went on us and I was right on the top and in the middle, dancing. He looked my way. So I waved. He waved back. I started screaming "OH MY GOODNESS HIIII" and then for the rest of the show I hoped that he didn't hear me. I swear it was a reflex.

I left Carrigaline about two weeks ago. I live in Kinsale now. Said goodbye to looking after children and moved on to live with an older lady who needs some company. Thanks, Lisa, for helping me to find this job when I was losing all the hope and started planning my life under the bridge. 

Life is great now. I live by the sea, just like I always wanted to. I have loads of free time, hoping to find a part time job here in Kinsale soon, so I don't get bored to death.

When it comes to fangirling, it's still me. Still into Doctor Who (a huge announcement will be out tomorrow evening, the actor who will be playing Twelve should be revealed), into Torchwood (no news there), Sherlock (new season coming soon, the trailer was released last night) and newly, The Hunger Games. I mean, I liked that movie, I did. But the books. Oh my universe, the books. I cried with almost every chapter. Read one book in two days. I really can't wait for November, when Catching Fire is out. I have a feeling that I will cry there. And I ship Katniss and Peeta so hard. 

And Barrowman got married!