Irish Farmhouse Olympics

Well, the prefect course turned out to be quite… interesting- But in an intriguing kind of way. I expected it to be all dull, dull, dull. Well actually the mornings were mind-numbingly dull but the afternoons I have to say got rather interesting.
On Monday afternoon, we were split into six groups. My team name was the Spacers. We had to build something that we could all fit into (which was 12 people) out of bamboo sticks, selotape, newspapers, crepe paper and blocks of wood. Seen as I am a N*E*R*D with no imagination (with building, not with writing essays and that) and no practical skills whatsoever I was a completely useless asset to the team. But it seemed that all my fellow team mates were the same as I, for what we made resembled a rather large cardboard box that had been shredded by a cat. Whereas some of the other teams built a pirate ship, a tepee hut and a phone booth… we were most certainly lacking anything even remotely resembling imagination. Needless to say our team won nothing.
Tuesday afternoon, was much better…We did the IRISH FARMHOUSE OLYMPICS! I was on a different team and we were called The Rockers (much better name). However, I was still a useless asset to the team because we needed muscle and frankly my muscles are null and void, me being anaemic and all that. We done several events… they were great.

1. The Hay Race: This was one of the races/events I was useless in… we had to push a big bitching bail of hay all the way to the other side of a field (in pairs of course, one person would never push a bail of way on their tod!) and all the way back (which- may I add was slightly uphill). I found it very difficult and it took me about 5 minutes to get my breath back.

2. Tug-a-war: I’m not going to bother explaining this because if you don’t know what tug-a-war is you should be ashamed of yourself. Anyway, our team won both rounds and it is the reason why my arms are crying out in pain!

3. Balance thingy: I didn’t participate in this event because after the tug-a-war I had stars in my eyes from the strain (I’m not used to using that much energy) But anyway, the jist of it was the whole team had to stand on a really big see saw and try to keep it balanced. Our team lost (obviously because they were missing me. Not.).

4. The Welly Toss: In case you are a townie and are unfamiliar with a welly… they are more commonly known as Wellington boots and are of high fashion among farmers when they go out to round up the sheep. Anyway, there was four points (1,2,3,4) and we had to throw four wellies as far as we could so there was an opportunity to get 16 points… I got five.

5. The Wheelbarrow Race: But not as you know it. This was definitely the best event of the day. And it was the only event that I was actually useful in! My light-weightedness came in very handy. I had to sit in a wheelbarrow while my friend pushing me BLINDFOLDED. I had to guide her over a plank of wood and around several baskets and then I had to get a jug of water off the last basket and go all the way back and pour the water into the bucket. I did fall out… but only once… and we were the only pair that didn’t cheat!

6. Untitled: It was cool.. There were two really long pieces of wood with loads of rope connected to them. We had to put a foot on each piece of wood and the whole team had to try beat the other team to the other side of the field. It’s very difficult because if one person doesn’t lift their foot then the wood won’t move.

So, what has the Irish Farmhouse Olympics have to do with perfecting I hear you cry… I have no idea… but it was great craic. Our team didn’t win any medals though…

Well, I have to go into the hospital in the morning. It’s quite a busy day healthwise. I have to do my injection before I go, then I have the Iron infusion at 9am at the hospital and then I have an appointment later on! I’m never going to get out of the place!

We finally went out for dinner with voucher the sister and I bought for the mother and the father’s wedding anniversary. My starter was my favourite part of the meal. I had garlic mushrooms and they were sitting in melted butter… they were just delicious. I also had scampi for my main course and ice cream for dessert. Yummy.

Laters

Sal

Karaoke Queen

That's right people, I performed at a Karaoke. And even better than that, as far as I know I didn't make a fool of myself. Do you know, I hadn't even planned on going to a karaoke... in fact I didn't even know there was going to be one. But when we got there I had an incredible urge to just sing my heart out. So when one of my friends got up I built up the courage to do it too. I sang "Love Is All Around" the Wet Wet Wet song. Amazingly I think I can actually sing because when I sang "I feel it in my fingers..." I could hear my friends saying "Oh my God!!! I didn't know Sal could sing!!!" Needless to say I was absolutely thrilled with myself to find this hidden talent that I've always wanted.

I'm going out to dinner tonight with the folks and the sister. I would be looking forward to it only I'm not really feeling the may west and when I don't eat my dinner they are going to be quizzing me up and constantly asking me am I alright. I think it was the chocolate bar I had last night that's left me feeling dodgy... I don't eat that much chocolate so I'm not used to it.

I got myself sunburned yesterday. And before you get all high and mighty and start lecturing me I had SPF50 on! I'm obviously just extremely bad at putting it on. Anyway, I have a big red patch on my right hand and also some on my neck and upper arms... I know- I'm an idiot.

Man, I'm tired

Laters

Sal

In My N*E*R*Dy Element!

Paradise, pure paradise. What a fantastic week I have had… such a jam packed, exciting week. Full to the brim with wonderful activities based in the wonderful Dublin City. How I love… LEARNING! Yes, that’s right, I had a fun-filled week of learning (If you are reading this and thinking I’m being sarcastic you’re very much mistaken). I was quite literally in my N*E*R*Dy element. I have been going to grinds in the buzzing Dublin City every day this week and it was great! I loved every minute of it. I can now actually talk Irish and understand what I’m saying- which, let me tell you is nothing short of a miracle and I also understand trigonometry- which, is also nothing short of a miracle.

I had Irish class first and it was great- we done Oral (Us Irish are tested on how well we speak the language and the exam is called the Oral) It’s amazing I can say:

I play the drums
Seinm na drumai
I love reading books
Is aoibheann liom ag leamh an leabhair

What’s even more unbelievable is that I now understand how to write answers on stories that make absolutely no sense whatsoever- miraculous!!! I’m still hopeless at Aural (listening to a tape exam and answering questions on it) but sure, I can work on that!

Maths was feckin’ deadly too. I understand algebra (miracle), Geometry (miracle), differentiation (not actually a miracle I love differentiation) and trigonometry (MIRACLE- that feckin crap is mind boggling) and he also taught is something that my own maths teacher hasn’t taught me yet which is Probability… let me tell, it’s great craic altogether! I might actually understand how betting odds work now!

And I loved being in the big smoke aka fair city aka Dublin! What a buzzing hopping place it is. Everyone has takeaway coffees in their hands and is rushing to whatever office they work in… I hope I can do that someday- except it won’t be takeaway coffee (ugh) it’ll be takeaway tea and on the hot days I’ll take some cups from a café and fill them up with water so I’ll stick look cool with my takeaway beverage but I won’t be dying of the heat! Smart thinking!

The only thing I hated about was most of the other students in the places had these AWFUL, DREADFUL, MIND BLOWINGLY IRRITATING, D4 (Dublin 4) accents. It’s all “loike” (like) and “so random”. SHUT UP! You’re so annoying!! And all the girls look the same… seriously you’d want to see them. Long blonde/brown hair (never any other colour) It’s back combed, then hair sprayed and they constantly run their fingers through their hair. They wear grey fatman tracksuits and roll them up about ten times at the waist and get this- they wear them with ugg boots?! The tops are all different styles but they are all by Abercrombie and Fitch- you’d never seen any of them in Penney’s finest! All the guys play Rogbi (Rubgy) and there hair is styled like that dude that was in high school musical. They either wear “rogbi” shirts, Fred Perry stripey jumpers or Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirts and the essential footwear for D4 guys “Dubes”. They are the black shoes with white soles in case you’re wondering. Us country folk wouldn’t be caught dead in them!

Anyway, in other news, I received a letter from the new principal of our school. I have to go into frickin’ school on Monday AND Tuesday… not to learn anything interesting like Biology or English but to go on a freakin’ Prefect course… I didn’t even know you needed to go on a course to be a prefect. Two bloody days which will be probably incredibly boring after my exhilarating week in Dublin… Oh joy…

Anyhoo, I’m very tired after all my learning so I’ll love ya and leave ya!

Sal

PS: Ahem… no offence to any D4s!!!

Places To Go People To See

Well, since my sister came home from her holidays I’ve been thinking about all the places I would love to visit. They are in no particular order because I want to go to all these places the same

Transylvania- Romania: And no I’m not some kind of freak who is obsessed with Dracula or blood or anything. But I was watching a programme on TV the other night called No Frontiers… it’s an Irish travel programme. Anyway, they were in Transylvania and it looks like such a cool city. It’s real medieval looking and everything and when I do get there eventually I’ll be heading straight for Bran Castle- the supposed home of Dracula.


Washington DC: No I don’t like George W Bush (in fact I severely dislike the man) but I would love to visit DC… I mean, the place must be so steeped in history. With all the presidential memorials and everything. The first place I’d go here, would be the Lincoln memorial.

Bologna- Italy: Ok, I’m going to admit… the reason why I’m so enamoured with this place is because one of John Grisham’s books were set in it (N*E*R*D). The way he described it made it seem like such a beautiful city and then I saw it in a travel brochure and it looked even better. Besides, who wouldn’t want to go to the home of spaghetti Bolognese? Yummy!!!

Brussels- Belgium: I’ve heard a lot of people talk about how beautiful this city is and from pictures and that, it really does look amazing. Plus it’s the headquarters of the EU, loads of interesting places to see there.

Luxembourg: Don’t ask me why I really want to go here but I always have… so some day I will definitely go there… even if it’s only a weekend.

New York: Ok, what shopoholic woman wouldn’t want to go here? It is the home of shopping… But it’s not all shallow reasons that I want to go to New York for. It is also the home of Wall Street and I’m kind of amazed by the 1929 Wall Street Crash! Plus there is the Statue Of Liberty and all the real touristy stuff that I would LOVE! Fifth Avenue- Here I Come!!!

Paris- France: I’ve been to Paris already but it was on a school exchange and it was only for one day. The French teachers sucked and the only place they brought us to was the Eiffel Tower and we were only allowed to go up to the first floor. The rest of the time we just walked around the city. We didn’t go to the Arc de Triumphe, Notre Dame (which I was really annoyed about- it looks amazing), Sacre Cour, the Louvre. Mind you, there is so much in Paris I could be talking all day… but when I was there previously I saw none of it. You’ve probably guessed but I would be heading straight for Notre Dame.

Niagara Falls- Canada: Know nothing about the location of it in Canada… but I’ve seen so many pictures and it looks amazing. I’d be first in line for the maid of the mist- that’s the name of the boat right? Anyway, my aunt went there for her honeymoon and she stayed in the hotel overlooking it and she said it was amazing! They also went on the helicopter but I’d be too chicken for that!

Stratford-Upon-Avon- England: The home of Shakespeare. And YES I do like Shakespeare and I’m not going to be ashamed of it. My English teacher went there last year and she said it was magnificent and really really interesting. I would love to go to his house and the globe theatre.

South of France: Don’t know where, don’t care really. But I’d imagine it would be a lovely holiday. Nice and relaxing. Mind you, I wouldn’t be there for the wine seen as I can’t drink.

Well there you go, I’m sure there are hundreds of other places I would love to visit, but those ten are the main ones.

Bon Voyage

Sal

Juicy Holiday Gossip

Well, the sister arrived back from her holiers today… remember I said there was some bitching? Well I got all the juicy gossip from her today. All the bitchy stuff came from the one girl. Apparantly she called one of the other girls a whore! I mean that’s a bit much, isn’t it? And another night my sister wasn’t feeling the may west so her and another friend went back to the apartment at about half 3 and six o’ clock in the morning the cow comes in with some fella and shouts in at the sister and the other girl to get up… hello? My sister was feeling a bit funny from all that sunshine… she needed sleep. Anyway, I have to say I’ve always hated the girl… to put it bluntly she thinks she is IT! Well let me tell you she isn’t… she is as thick as a ditch and as for her looks her eyes are too far apart and her chin sticks out! But she thinks she’s gorgeous. But do you know what’s hilarious… her suitcase got left behind and won’t arrive in Ireland until Monday and she says to my sister, nearly crying “My straightener and my curling thongs and my MAKE-UP are in there, what am I going to do?”… I kid you not… she really is that shallow. Eh put moose in your hair and make up is bad for your skin anyway!

The sister did have a good time otherwise. All the girls were annoyed the cow, so don’t go thinking my sister is a trouble maker because she is anything but. Anyway, she got me pressies… one of which I’m wearing right now. It’s an aqua/turquoise necklace with a big massive pendant. It’s so pretty. She also got me a trinket box with really pretty flowers and a little snow globe with a donkey in it. (I’m not sure if I’ve ever informed that ever since I saw Shrek I’ve kind of been obsessed with donkeys). She also got the obligatory magnet and deck of cards (I say obligatory because a magnet and a deck of cards are something everyone in out family buys when we go away on holidays.)

I have no other news, so I’m going to tell you about another loony bin patient that I had to share a ward with. Her name was Gemma… she was freaky. The day I was admitted into hospital in May of last year, I didn’t get a bed in a ward until half twelve at night. So I was moved up and I assumed all the patients in the room were asleep. But anyway, the nurse who was asking me the usual questions about what belongings I had brought with me and all that went away for a second and next thing I know this woman with scary bugly eyes and jam jar glasses is standing at the foot of my bed asking me what was wrong with me and then went on to tell me everything that was wrong with her. I think it was the next night then, I awoke with shock and two o’ clock in the morning to a blood curdling scream… I don’t know what was wrong with her or what the nurses were doing but to be frank (and this might sound a little cold) I don’t really want to know! One day I was sitting on my bed waiting for dad or mam to come in to visit and she asked me to go to the bloody shop for her- Hello? I’m sick too and I was hooked up to an IV and do you know how hard those yokes are to push around? The wheels are always wonky… So from then on I avoided all eye contact and if I thought she was going to speak to me I pretended to fall asleep. And then at six in the morning another day, she put her walkman on and started listening to the radio and the next thing I hear, very out of key I must add, “You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when times are grey, you’ll never know dear, how much I love you. So please don’t take my sunshine away” AT SIX O’ CLOCK IN THE MORNING!!! But as far as I’m concerned she should have been put in a room on her own. It’s a bit ridiculous, like there was 5 other patients (including me) in the room who were sick and needed there sleep. So there you go… next time I’ll tell you about the ex-convict who made me cry.

Oh I realise I haven’t updated you on the Faye/Rowdy situation. Well, it looks like things are back on in the puppy love stakes. Faye goes up faithfully to him every day. They still have some issues you know. But I’m sure they’ll bark and growl about it and get everything sorted out. Rowdy just has to realise that Faye takes her career as a messer very seriously and she just wasn’t prepared to have pups and that’s why she got spayed. He’ll come round to the idea eventually… wait and see.

Laters

Sal

PS: Faye seems to have stopped stealing Rowdy’s bones, so that is a step in the right direction!!!

This Time Next Year- A N*E*R*D's dream

Hello everybody

Well the air waves are full of the terms "point race", "A1s", "the maximum 600 points" and "CAO". And I can't help but wonder what I'll be thinking at this time next year... the idea of studying non-stop for a whole 9 months is nothing short of a dream for a N*E*R*D like me. I'll be learning new stuff... you can't get much more exciting than that.

Another thing I got enormous pleasure out of was reading the exam supplements that came with the papers today and highlighting the college courses that I want to do next year- *sighs* it was amazing! And I wait with very excited (probably over the top) anticipation for my revision course next week- plus it's in the city and there are a lot of shops there (See as well as being a N*E*R*D I can be a bit of a ditz too) For a bogger like me (did I ever tell ye I live in back of beyonds?) going to the city every day FOR A WHOLE WEEK is nothing short of an adventure.

Anyway, back to the leaving cert results. The mother and I are very proud of my cousin L , as like me she has been very sick over the past two years and she managed to score an amazing 500 points. That gives me great inspiration to think that I could do the same regardless of the time I've missed. A very good friend of mine H got 430 which is really really good and gets her into the college course she wants but she was DISAPPOINTED. I'm telling you I wasted no time in telling her that she done fantastic like I knew she would. You kicked A$$ H!!!

So bring on the leaving cert. For a N*E*R*D like me this is going to be quite an enjoyable challenge. Go on maths teacher- try and confuse with probability, but I'm telling you now- It won't work. Go on Irish teacher- try and confuse with those lame a$$ Irish stories that make no sense. Go on French teacher- try and confuse me with--- Actually even if I say so myself I'm quite good at french and it would be hard to confuse me anyway! (I'm sorry, even I admit I sound slightly arrogant there- ah well) My head is going to stuck in books until June 2008! BRING-IT-ON!!!!

In other news (sorry I must apologise for my obvious ranting above!) I have finished an absolutely fan-daby-dozy book by John Grisham called "The Innocent Man". It is the true story about a guy who was wrongly convicted of murder in the state of Oklahoma and is sentenced to the death penalty despite the state's against having no substance! I don't use this term loosely but this book is a MUST-READ!

I'm very very happy with myself... I bought two new books yesterday- by the one the only the fantastic, the absolutely freakin' amazing Jeffrey Archer! They are called "Shall We Tell The President" and "As The Crow Flies". The latter has like 700 glorious pages and the writing is tiny- I wait with bated breath!

The sister is back from her sunny holiday in Crete (Pure misery if you ask me- give me snow anyday!!!) She better have bought me something nice! Anyway, she went with her friends and I believe there was some bitchy behavior... interesting... I can't wait to hear about it!

Laters

Sal

My Aunt's Fiance Pole Dancing

I kid you not. I went to dinner with my Aunt S and her husband L and my other aunt J and her fiance E. It was a very good night and by the end of it by cheeks were killing me from laughing at E. He is so funny. L, J and E drank 3 bottles of wine between the three of them and it went straight to E's head.

It was some girl's birthday in the restaurant and after her friends finished singing happy birthday to her E ran down to her to ask her what ages he was. And when he came back to the table he started telling us (not very quietly) that she looked quite hardy for 26. Then he started trying to sing Italian songs (because we were in an Italian restaurant)- Poor dude hasn't a note in his head. Then when we were walking back to the car he starts Pole dancing... it was quite funny actually.

Anyway, the meal was lovely. I had deep fried brie for starters- One word Yummy! Then I had taglitelli di Casa... it's taglitelli with bacon, mushrooms and spinach with a creamy sauce. It was nice, but only nice. Then for dessert, I had the most delicious, most yummiest profiterols I had in a long time.

And surprise surprise, Tiger Woods won the US PGA championship. I knew he was going to win on Friday when he started surging forward. Once he starts like that there is no stopping him. Don't get me wrong though. I love the guy. He has a beautiful smile and those eyes... dreamy... eh hem... anyway!

I finished The Testament. What a good book. John Grisham painted an amazing picture of the Pantanal in Brazil and the suffering of Dengue Fever. And I just detested the Phelan heirs- they were so arrogant. Only a really good author can bring out a hatred like that... I've moved on to another John Grisham now called The Innocent Man... I shall let you know what I think- mind you I wasn't feeling to hectic today so I've been too tired to read.

Anyhoo, that's all peeps

Laters

Sal the N*E*R*D

Swimming

I went swimming yesterday and man am I unfit... well who could blame me I mean I have been in and out of hospital for the past two years. But I swear, I only swam for a half and hour and when I got out to get into the jacuzzi (which was WAY too hot) my legs felt like jelly... the unset jelly kind. I could barely walk!

You have no idea how bored I am right now. I really think I'm just going to have to whip out the school books and do some more studying and just not tell the mother. I mean I have to Transport and Gas Exchange in Plants in Biology still, so maybe I'll work on that- Could be fun. I also still have to finish Management In The 21st Century in Business... I'm not going to lie to you- that is boring. I don't think I've ever told you about my incredibly boring and dull Business teacher. God he is irritating. When he talks his voice never changes, it never goes up and it never goes down... do you know incredibly, mind-blowingly boring that is when you have to listen to it for an hour and ten minutes three feckin' times a week? And at the end of the year HE was giving out to US because usually he has 13 chapters finished by the end of the year and instead he only had 10... well maybe if you didn't keep going back to Entrepreneurs to talk about your God Richard Branson this wouldn't happen- man he is an idiot!

Seen as nothing (besides me going swimming has happened, I think I'll tell you about some of the patients that have been in my various wards in the hospital) For my very first visit there was this absolutely stark, raving MAD woman. Every morning she done herself up to the last using a mirror that had lights around it- c'mon who brings a mirror to the hospital? And why bother putting make-up when your still wearing your PJs? Now this woman who was about 60 my uncle came into visit who was 37 at the time and after he left she started talking about how much she fancied him? and I mean- why tell me? Then another day she put bloody Art Garfunkel in the DVD player and turned it up really loud and started dancing around the ward to it- I kid you not! But what really bugged about the old hag was that she told the nurses that I hadn't eaten a scrap WHEN IT WAS NONE OF HER BUSINESS!!!! Besides, I hadn't even been diagnosed at this stage therefore I wasn't getting any treatment... so how the hell would I be able to eat anything... stupid cow. Besides all that she was a flippin hypochondriac and anytime someone new would come into the ward she always had something ten times worse than them. Who actually gets satisfaction out of saying they're sicker than someone else? Weird- it's beyond me.

Anyway, I've got myself all angry thinking about that old hag... so I'm going to read some John Grisham and then, possibly study!!!

Later

Sal

My Favourite Books!!!

Well, nothing that interesting has happened since yesterday so I've decided to blog about my favourite books... brace yourself- this could take a while!

Meg Cabot

She has to be my favourite author. She is just hilarious. I don't think I haven't enjoyed any of her books. They are all outrageously funny!

Avalon High has to be one of my favourites. It's based around the story of Merlin and it is absolutely feckin' brilliant. It would not normally be the type of book I read but this was just deadly!
Her series of books called Mediator are brilliant too. It's about this girl who can see and talk to the dead (BTW: It was around before that series Ghost Whisperer with Jennifer Love Hewitt) and she helps them to get to the afterlife. It is so exciting... and how could you not love Jesse?

Missing- Another absolutely fantastic series. About a girl who was struck by lightning and gets the power to find missing children. It's thrilling. You have to read the whole series but the last book is really good.
Her adult books are really really good too. And full of humour. My favourite has to be Every Boy's Got One. It is very funny and is done in diary format. Her other adult series Queen of Babble and also the Heather Wells mystery series are brilliant too.

She also done stories based in the late 19th century. They are romance stories and really leave you feeling all warm and fuzzy inside. They're called Nicola and the Viscount and Victoria and the Rogue. I prefer the former but both of them are very very good!

Jeffrey Archer This man is a pure genious. I just love his books. He has an amazing way of writing and he just gets you totally sucked in. The first book of his that I read is Kane and Abel. It's about two men... one is a Polish Immigrant and the other is a Boston Millionaire. It spans 60 years and is just such a good story. I highly recommend it... there's a nice twist in the end!
My favourite one of his books is called Sons Of Fortune... it's about two twins who are separated at birth. There is so much twists and turns in this book I just thought it was amazing. I could not put it down for a second!

Marian Keyes

The best Irish author EVER! Feck James Joyce this women is far more entertaining then him. You should read her blog It is funny beyond belief!

My favourite book of hers is Rachel's Holiday. It is about a women who has become addicted to drugs and her experience in rehab. Although it is about a serious topic, Marian Keyes manages to make it very feckin' funny!

Anybody Out There- God this book is sad. I'm not going to give anything away but just read because it is really really good.

Last Chance Saloon- another very sad book about a guy who is diagnosed with cancer and how him and his two friends cope. Even though the story is terribly sad, again Marian Keyes manages to be funny!

Dawn Cairns

Sadly this woman seems to only have written two books. the first of which was absolutely amazing and scary too. It's about a stalker ex-boyfriend. You can't get better than that. It's called Tulips, Chips and Mayonnaise... cool title, huh?

Nicholas Sparks

Who knew a man could write such fantastically sad romance? he is the author of The Notebook so if you've seen this film, you'll know what I mean.

My favourite book of his is called The Guardian. It's about a woman who's husband has died and he bought her a puppy before he died. It gets scary in parts and tear-worthy at the end!!!
Jaysus, don't get me started on how sad At First Sight was... I nearly bawled me eyes out when I finished it. Just read it people.... *sniffs*

John Grisham

Another genius! I absolutely loved The Broker. It's about a guy who knows stuff that the CIA don't want him to know and after he's released from prison he is sent to Italy. I'm crap at explaining... but seriously read it... it's really good!

That's All For Now

Sal

All On My Lonesome!!!

'Sup?

I can't believe in my last post I did not mention the highly enjoyable Karaoke where many people made complete fools of themselves. Sure, they're great craic altogether aren't they? The only time I got up to sing was with 4 other friends of mine to sing Happy Birthday to another one of my friends and at that I hid behind them so no one could see me! So there is no photographic evidence... hehehe...

Anyway the reason why I'm all on my lonesome ownsome these days is because my sister has only gone and headed off to Crete and the father is on a feckin' golfing binge and the mother is busy working and keeping me in the luxury I'm accostomed to! And now I've completely caught up on my Home Ec and I've promised the mother that I'd take a break so I've got nothing to keep me occupied.

Actually, that is not strictly true because I've become completely addicted to Grey's Anatomy... and what a programme it is... have you seen Dr. Shepard hubba-hubba! He is one dishy dude! And little George is so cute too... but I swear to God I want to strangle that Alex creep, he is pure horrid!

Book Update time. I've read 2 more books. What About Me by Kate Figes- Snore... to be perfectly honest I have no idea why I bothered reading it until the very end but anyway. The next one is Cleopatra Kelly by Ken McCoy- It was deceptively brilliant... It's based over the 40s, 50s and 60s. I wasn't expecting it too be as good as it was.
At the moment I'm reading a fantastic, amazingly brilliant John Grisham called The Testament. The first 50 pages could make a fantastic book. I'm addicted to it!!! I have another one coming up called The Innocent Man. It's based on a true story.

Great sporting weekend- the final Major of the year started yesterday so I'll be addicted to it. I reckon it's going to be a British man! I don't like him but I think it could be Paul Casey- we shall see!

Anyway, I'm gonna eat some pizza!

Sal

Music and Stuff...

Hello!

I haven't written a lot lately because I've been busy listening to albums and stuff. In the summer I have gotten four new albums.
Infinity on High- Fall Out Boy
It Won't Be Soon Before Long- Maroon 5
My December- Kelly Clarkson
This Is The Life- Amy McDonald
Not a lot I know... I usually buy loads... but if I recall I spent six weeks trapped to a machine and I don't trust the internet to deliver stuff to my door and not steal money from my parents' credit cards!
I've also been listening to my MP3 a lot too. Catching up on all the songs that I put on it that I never remember doing. The best ones are:
Rhythm of My Heart- Rod Stewart, that song is a cracker. A real hands-swaying-in-the-air kind of song. Poor brilliance.
Love Is All Around- Wet Wet Wet, strange that it's another Scotsman... they are fantastic singers do you know that? Real gravelly and all that. Such a catchy song! I seem to love songs that are on Hugh Grant Movie soundtracks. Like, this one is on Four Weddings And A Funeral (Cool film!!!) which leads me on to-
When You Say Nothing At All- Ronan Keating, I don't care how cheesy ye all think it is I LOVE IT. And it's on the Notting Hill soundtrack which is also a deadly film!

I've been very busy catching up on my Home Ec ick uck. I completely finished Food Science and Nutrition... Have to admit seen as I'm a N*E*R*D that I found Vitamins and Minerals extremely interesting. I also completed Food Commodities... Not so interesting... had to learn about the manufacture of cheese and flour. Just made me hungry to be honest.

You might find this hard to believe but prior to my illness I wasn't so much a N*E*R*D as the studious type. For some reason when I got sick I became very determined when it came to school and also very (you've guessed it) N*E*R*Dy!!!

Smeh, that's all for now!

Laters

Sal