Swell

I don't know if anybody else is so excited about daylight, but I'm thrilled that it's half ten and one side of the sky is still pale blue. It's almost proper summer here.

I'm starting to get that anxious/excited feeling. 11 more days people. I mean I can't wait. But it's going to be a stressful few days before hand. I'm still trying not to think about it too much. I've two exams on Monday. They are the priority. Or should be anyway. I'm hoping to only have to send one big box full of things in the mail.

Belfast Part Two will be next Saturday. Maddie is going to be there too, so we're going to the Titanic thing together and then probably/maybe going out that night, and coming back to Dublin on Sunday. I was thinking about Maddie on the bus back here from Derry. She was really easy to get to know. And I don't know if it's just because the first night we went out together we got drunk or what, but everybody (all the Derry men at the bar) was really surprised when we told them we'd only just met. It should always be that easy to make friends.

I took the trash out today. I really didn't want to because it was overflowing with bottles as shit from Aoife's party last night. I think that's shitty. You clean up the room, but you over pack the bin and just leave it there.

Madre, I was like you at the store today. I ran out of toilet paper so I went to get more, but didn't want to just but that. So I got some vegetables as well.