It has come to my attention that some things are said about me in the local au-pair community. Considering that trough my entire existence here in Carrigaline I've only met just a fraction of all the aupairs and most of them are gone by now, I can't help but wonder how did that happen.
The things that are saying are not very nice. Things like "stay away from her" and "she's crazy" and not crazy in the good sense.
All I have to say to this is that if you think that you better stay away from me just because you heard some rumours that absolutely nobody can confirm (mostly because the said events never happened), be my guest. I've never been mean to anyone here, except for one case in Cork, where one girl decided to ruin my life and take my friends away from me and I found out and told her to leave me alone, then I didn't react to her messages or calls. That was all I've ever done and this one deserved it.
If you think I am weird just because I am not out every night getting wasted, if you think that I am not good enough for you just because I prefer "stupid" sci-fi tv shows before drinking one bottle after another, just stay away from me.
I am not desperate for friends. I've been on my own for the most of my life and I know how to entertain myself. You go out and do whatever you do on your great unforgettable parties, I will stay home and play with a microscope. You go out and meet boys, I'll stay home and find answers to some random questions that pop out in my head.
We are all different, I respect that, you should too. Stop spreading rumours about me. Unless you actually see me sacrificing a cat to Satan, then you can tell everybody whatever you like.
Last weekend my friend Katie (I am not allowed to call her Katie, but it's my blog, I can do anything I want) asked me to join her and two other friends on a trip to Gap of Dunloe. Usually on Sundays I am so bored that I could kill myself so I said yes. In the morning I jumped out of the bed (not because I was so happy, it was because I was pretty late) and run to her house where we were collected by Peter and his sister Veronika.
In the car we soon started an interesting discussion about who needs to pee most often. I am not sure who won.
We stopped in a nice hotel in Killarney for a coffee (orange juice in my case) and then we got to the car again and hooray to the nature. Mountains. Horses. Sheep. Wild goats. Nature. Yay.
View from the hotel terrace.
And here we have the real nature. Mountains or something like that.
Suppose that was the Gap of Dunloe.
"Yo dawg so I heard you like taking pictures so we took your picture while you were taking picture so now we have a picture of you taking a picture"
Me ad Katie and my fringe.
All photos are stolen from Katie's facebook.
So that was me in the nature. Going trough the mountains I played the soundtrack to Lord Of The Rings and we all felt epic. Then Peter turned on Vivaldi's Four Seasons and it worked well, too. We were sure that the mountains are full of cannibals who are just waiting for our car to break down but this theory wasn't confirmed.
We survived the journey and I fell asleep as soon as I got home, ready for another working week. Yes, I was tired, but it was still better than sitting at home complaining that there's nothing to do.
I know that I am not coming here as often as I planned, but you just have to accept the simple fact that my life is not interesting at all and if anything does happen, I am probably too lazy to write about it. But today I can make an exception. People who know me know that I wouldn't mind spending most of my time in a lovely seat in the cinema, being absorbed into another world. Lately I've been going to the movies almost every weekend, so I thought that I might tell you something about the movies I've seen. Are you in? I am!
The Hobbit
If anybody asks me how many times I've seen this already, I probably wouldn't be able to say a number. I simply lost count. For all who loved the Lord Of The Rings, Peter Jackson is back at his best. We're back in the Shire. Everything is beautiful and green and also we have Martin Freeman. It was my first Freeman movie since his performance in my favourite Sherlock, so I was a bit afraid that I will not be able to accept the fact that this is not John Watson, but good old [young] Bilbo Baggins. And I must admit that I had trouble with it the first time I watched that movie, but then it just faded away and now I am afraid that in the new season of Sherlock I won't be seeing John Watson but Bilbo Baggins. First world problems.
And don't even get me started on the awesomness of the dwarfs. Just go and see it. Trust me. Go go go.
Django Unchained
When it comes to Tarantino, I always end up writing the same... and I am out of superlatives. Django was brilliant. The ending could have been shorter, but it doesn't change my opinion. Christoph Waltz on the top of his game, as usual. DiCaprio giving me creeps, as usual. I am sooo getting this on DVD when it comes out!
Warm Bodies
This film had so much potential and they ruin it with a stupid love story. Ok, if the love story wasn't the plot line, it would be ok. But this was basically just a movie about absolutely nothing. Girl developing a good case of Stockholm syndrome. Romeo and Juliet, they said. Good thing Shakespeare is not around to hear that, he wouldn't be happy, methinks.
I liked it until Juliet showed up. The scenes at the airport were hilarious. When R. was introducing us to his best friend and they had a chat, I was laughing so hard that I couldn't breathe. But from there it just went downhill. Would I watch it again? Maybe. Worth a dvd? Hell no.
A Good Day To Die Hard
Bruce Bruce Bruce Bruce. When I found out that they are making another Die Hard movie, I was quite disappointed. Mostly because I just bought a Die Hard dvd boxset because I thought that it's complete now. Exactly the same thing that happened to me with Indiana Jones. Good thing I didn't buy my Star Wars collection yet, ha ha.
My friend and her boyfriend went with me and they said that it was crap. I liked it. I will get the dvd. I will get a new boxset. Yipee-ka-yay, mother***er.
Hansel and Gretel: The Witch Hunters
It was November 2012 when I first heard of this movie. Happiness. It was two weeks after that when I found out that Jeremy Renner [aka The Butt] will play Hansel. My reaction included stupid smile, jumping up and down and all that stuff a fangirl can't exist without. I should probably mention that this all happened at a bus stop. With other people standing around. Yeah.
So last week it was finally out. I wasn't happy about the film being in 3D, but then I realised that I will see The Butt in 3D. I knew that I am going to enjoy this film. But I had no idea that I will love it so much. It was awesome. I want to buy the official dvd, then the director's cut, extended version, special edition, everything that has something to do with this. After few minutes watching it I forgot all about Renner and his butt. You know why?
Because of her. Gretel. She is so beautiful and she was running around killing stuff.
I usually don't fangirl about actresses, unless, of course, it's Catherine Tate or Karen Gillan or Kate Winslet, but this one... ah.
And that's about it. Next movie I am expecting to see is the new Wolverine, but I don't think it's coming out until June or something around that time. Hopefully I will still be alive to see it.
Last night/morning I went to sleep around 5 AM, because that's how I roll Friday nights. Anyway, this morning I woke up at 11.23 and it was awesome.
First I thought that I will go to Cork with my friends to do some unhealthy shopping and our traditional Saturday lunch at Eddie Rocket's, but then I realized that I am forgetting one little detail: I can't breathe. I've had this annoying cough since Monday morning and it's not getting any better and I want to go to see Taken 2 tomorrow afternoon so I just decided to stay in bed and hope that if I am good and not running outside the cough might just walk away.
I managed to dye my hair and have a nice long shower, but I swear that was the only time I left bed.
I am going to Czech Republic to visit my family by the end of the year, so I bought a new suitcase on Tuesday. I wanted to get a blue one and then use some textile paint to make it look like Tardis, but they had a pink one in sale for only 25 Euro, so I got that one.
I also already have the flight booked and a massive thanks goes to my hostfamily, because they paid the flights for me.
That's probably all from me for this week.
I will come back when something interesting happens.
Until then you can do what I do, listen to this song. It's the intro to a song called Some Nights you can hear on the radio. And when it ends, play it over. And over. And over. And then repeat the process.
I've been thinking about this for a few weeks now, but this is the first time I am putting it online for the world to see.
I always wanted to do some volunteer work and I always thought that I will be going to Africa to help with building a school or bringing drinking water to a village, but not so long ago I was looking really deep into this volunteering business and I found an orphanage in Thailand that is looking for volunteers to come there for six months and more and help them with teaching the children, raising money, administrative work, etc.
Yes, they only have a cold shower and you have to sleep under a net if you don't want to die of some horrible disease we don't even know but I am really really really and totally really considering it.
Finally this would be something where I would be able to give something back to the community and that was my aim for years. I would be able to make somebody's life better. And you know the rule: if you can make a difference even for just one person, it counts.
It would be amazing. I want to go. And hopefully, in a few months I will get on a plane and go there because this is something I really need to do.
I hope you're all very proud of me. I spent a good few hours working on my new blog design. That would make one believe that I am really serious about this blogging thing.
But don't get your hopes up much, I just missed the good old days of making a new myspace layout every week and this brought it all back. Also it was a good chance to listen to some Pet Shop Boys and Pulp. There is no better occasion to listen to them than working on a new layout.
Anyway, I hope you all like the lovely blue birds, my awesome picture and the new fonts.
maybe you've been coming to my blog every waking hour of past few months, desperately reloading this page hoping that a new post will come up. Well guess what. Your dreams have just come true.
Rather than writing blog for no readers at all, I decided to go for the plan B: write this blog for my future readers, for the times when I am rich and famous. They will read this and think "Wow, she was even more annoying back there when she was 23".
But hey, I am not giving up. Do you want to know why? Because Clint Catalyst once read this blog. And that's more than I could ever ask for. He actually knows that I exist and he read something that I wrote.
I hate my life, but this is definitely the highlight.
I'll be back soon and I will tell you about my wonderful plans to save the world.
