Alright, final thoughts, its 7.30 here and I’m leaving at 9 I think so this can’t be too long... What’s been going on the last couple of days? Can’t really remember now. Saw this ancient gypsy woman loafing round town with this goat she’d tarted right up, the slag. Stuck a load of bows on it, and it was prancing round like the bell of the ball, effin gorgeous she was.
Went on ‘CAVE WATCH, CAVE WATCH’ yesterday, which basically involved taking a boat round the islands and my bro wanted to tag along. He was trying to sleep, but I keep shouting ‘CAVE WATCH, CAVE WATCH’ at him, mostly to piss him off, but I did want some more cave pics before I left. I was perfectly capable of spotting them myself but that would have been less fun. Strange, because previously caves have never appealed to me, but that for that hour or so they became my life... don’t wanna brag but I did get a few decent pics; ‘cave king’ has been mentioned but I'm not an arrogant man.
Wrote a tiny bit more of my story... only 1 paragraph, but I’m pretty sure I know where I wanna take it now. Not much more, but here it is:
*** 6 years later ***
“Fuck! I’m gonna be late again, fucking piece of shit.” I purposely knocked my alarm clock on the floor so that I could reach my glasses; I barely needed them, but I thought they made me look more professional. I hastily brushed my teeth, chucked on the first shirt and pair of trousers that came into my field of vision, grabbed some toast and legged it in the desperate hope that I might make the 8.23 train. The trains in Ireland seemed to get delayed quite often which suited my lifestyle, I managed to only be 10 minutes late in the end; my class were already seated eagerly awaiting my arrival... or at least that’s how I interpreted it. “Alright class, settle down.” (God that was cliché.) “Lets just quickly finish off the chapter we were working through yesterday whilst you’re all still awake; need to get this into your thick skulls before our trip.” They were actually a pretty good class, not sure if it’s exactly my calling, but I definitely enjoy teaching ancient history. Always been fascinated with myths and legends since I can remember, and even re-telling tales I have recited numerous times still enthrals me. In fact I have often been accused of wrapping myself up in the fantasy world of the ancients because I can’t handle reality, which I obviously find charming. They wouldn’t even be able to comprehend just how much reality I’ve experienced.
Woke up this morning and a couple of things were different, the things I noticed were: the bottle of water next to my bed was gone and the chairs had been moved around in the living room. My brother sleep walks so I wonder what happened, I’ll quiz him when he wakes up, he’s a very odd boy ¬.¬
Hate flying, but I can’t wait to get back, I’m happy because I got what I wanted from this holiday. Need to be more stimulated though, was starting to get bored + I’ve been missing stuff back home a lot, as my life’s actually pretty decent atm. Can’t be arsed with work tomorrow, but at least it gives me a chance to quiz a couple of experts about whether they think I should straight install the pr-release edition of Windows 7 on my new laptop... sorry I miss technology lol T_T
Alright need to go pack and eat, I’ll try and keep this blog up when I get back, cheers for reading it so far... I just want to thank God for blessing me, my parents for always believing in me, my manager for taking a chance with me and... ;p xx
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