<3

And so on!

I seriously need to work on my titles.

It's so so so so so so so freakin' warm. I mean, for the love of all things green and hairy, we're Irish. not Mexican. HEAT IS NOT OUR FORTÉ, bitch.

It's like I'm on holiday. I even saw a half-naked guy on a million year old bike riding down a poorly maintained and dank street. That street did happen to be mine, but it really did set the mood. He was so tanned he looked like a Spanish father of 15. Or something. The heat is totally messing with my head.

EDIT:

I just worked it out. It's 32 *degrees symbol* today! Which is *drum roll*

90 Fahrenheit!

Hah-hah! AMERICA HERE I COME. (To {hopefully not} be killed by one of your many problems/enemies/poisonous things)

Summary:

WARM WARM WARM. GRARGH.

Right-so!

I'm at my Dad's place now. It's pretty damn sweet. It's all sunny and golf-coursey~! There's feck all to do without my PC, because Dad has all the work covered by other people so my main reason for hanging out here is OUT THE WINDOW. I am sweating a whole lot. Which isn't very nice. And I picked up a wide range or parasitic insects from spraying the course, too! Which is GREAT. What Ireland lacks in poisonous things, it makes up for in ticks and fleas.

Also, avoid Sony Ericsson at all costs. I used to be their bitch. But they have betrayed me with the V800! It died there the other day. Not entirely, but it had great issues with maintaining signal, and wouldn't recieve calls or messages. And the screen-colours were inverted, and everything appeared backwards. (Sending a text was great fun altogether). So it was like a big, useless, radioactive brick hanging out next to my balls.

So, I spent all my smoking and drinking money on a new phone! Motorola RAZR V3r. I got the blue (Fuck me hard Motorola) edition. (Murr!)



This makes me happy in special places. Like my ears.

It was cheaper than every other phone that wasn't a fucking Nokia or Sharp. Both of those brands make me sick. SIIIIIICK. D'grgh.

Even if I can't get the Vodafone banners and icons off the interface! And my body will be longing for nicotine for a while! Feck it. My phone is the cheapest and easiest way to keep in contact with family, and it's also my ticket to University, (We get phone-calls with offers. How fucking cheap is THAT? XD ) so I thought it'd be worth just buying a decent one that didn't have THREE FUCKING GEE EM PEE TREE PLAYER TOO PINT OH MEH-GAH-PICKZEL CAM-ER-UH. And works. Actually performing it's primary function was a huge selling point for me.

It just has a colourdie screen, and it's small. And made out of metalie shit. I think it's the same stuff the MacBook Pro is made from. It's a dream to work with it in the pocket too, because it's thiiiin. So I'm not beating the bejesus out of it when lifting stuff. And goes "Bdleee bdlooo Hello Moto!" when I get a call. I AM A SAVVY AND INFORMED BUYER.

I HAVE NO UDDER NEWZ.

Oh, wait. Yes I do.

Thanks for that, train of thought! I could have stopped chronicling my LIFE but no. You won't stop until my hand is a decrepid claw.

Fenris has introduced me to Half-Life 2. But not only that, but also the Gmod. Some people spend their time making devices, some people spend their time making strange contraptions to kill/drive/laugh at.

Me?




Look how she touches the ass of the other Mossman! Har har! Autoerotism and YMCA!

In am the future.

On an slightly related (I like to read "retarded" instead of related. It makes me laugh in the middle or serious stuff.) note, Fen and I are working on a webcomic. I think we're gonna call it JamPotBox. There's feck all settled on apart from the character names, and that it'll be based upon Fen and I. He'll be human and I'll be an anthro canine. Also, it'll be about general funnyness and games. And it'll rock. Hard. More info on that as it comes. BUT THERE'S JUST NO OTHER INFO TO GIVE RIGHT NOW. I'd upload a screen-shot... But I can't be arsed. I'd have to like sluggishly VNC back home, and sloooowwwllly click my way through Open Canvas files.

Oh, wait. There is more info. It will quite possibly involve a copious amount of dildos. FLY ME TO CANADA DILDO! *Pshcchoooooo... Fwoooosh!!* My ass is a never ending source of pain and discomfort!

I do believe Torque has seen that one, actually. TORQUE IS MY CRAP TESTING SITE. Lucky him XP

Anyways. LAYTUR GAIZ. CU.

(Click here to post your own answers for this meme.)

✓ I miss somebody right now.  (It's hard to know!)	✓ I don't watch much TV these days.  (Only when hung-over.)	× I own lots of books.  (I tend to sell them on. They take up so much room!)
✓ I wear glasses or contact lenses.	✓ I love to play video games.  (Kinda! They're getting so repetative recently though. It's like playing the same thing over and over.)	× I've tried marijuana.
✓ I've watched porn movies.  (When I was like... 10.)	× I have been the psycho-ex in a past relationship.	✓ I believe honesty is usually the best policy.  (Usually. But I often encounter cases where a little exaggeration gets me further.)
✓ I curse sometimes.  (Fuck off, I never fucking curse.)	✓ I have changed a lot mentally over the last year.  (Hell yes. In more ways than I can probably tell, too. Which is nice.)	× I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.

( it goes on... )


I totally blame Torque for that ;)

And anyone who wants to be tagged, consider yourselves tagged~! :D It's actually kind of fun to answer! :3

I'm only really coming to terms with how superficial the furry fandom is now. Groovily enough, there's a few who make it worth it. Especially you. Yeah, you.

In other news, Dad's operation went OK... But then he fucked himself up good and nearly killed himself. That had me fussing for a little while XD Went and nearly bled to death into that huge leg-muscle thingie in your thigh. Good man Dad! Though, he's all better now. Well, sort of. He'll be all better in about 8 months.

Got my DS Lite. The black is totally sexy, and the battery life is worse that my laptop's. (I think I get about 5 hours out of it.) Which is a bit disappointing. Though, that all begs for me to ask the question of what made the original so big? Was there a hamster on a wheel generating power for the few extra hours of battery life the Lite's missing? That's the only conclusion I can come to.

Applied for my driver's license. I used to be able to drive a tractor around, and a Mope-head thing. But since the Rules of the Road have changed here, I need to take several tests before I can see the motorway. Infact, I need to get a few months older before I can hit the motor-way, which is a bit annoying to be honest. Now how the fuck am I supposed to get the bus to college come September? Fucking walk 25 miles? Taking the test next Friday. That'll be fun.

Now I'm taking commissions. Something in the region of 15USD for a picture. Which isn't bad, for the customer. It works out at about 68cent an hour. Woohoo. I need to earn as much as possible to earn enough money to pay off my first semester in college. Selling lots on eBay.

Brother got married. Congratulations Jon boy. Glad we finally got someone to get rid of you for us ;) Spent 4 days solid drinking and having a laugh. Though, after the the wedding and the meal and shit, at about 6AM I went outside for a few fags. Most people were in bed, and I couldn't sleep so I thought it was OK. And there was the biggest deal ever made out of it XD I'm still getting messages making fun of me! I don't get it!
But my brother is so funny. We ran around reception together XD At like 7AM! We got up on the counter and started dancing around and playing tig... And bouncing on the couches, and quoting Bo' Selecta. That was the best part of the night. I did loads of stupid shit, but that was my favourite. I think we woke up have the hotal screwming "Placentae Painball!" and screaming "Ooohooo!" like Michael Jackson. Hell yeah.

Also, we strutted around the hallways the next day bitching about the teeny-tiny towels the hotel supplied. We had these tiny face cloths wrapped around our waist, screaming about how it was just like ancient rome... We had woken up plastered, so we had an excuse XD

Best 4 days ever. Jon should get married all the time. Just so I can hang out with the other 2 Groomsmen more often. It was truly an amazing night.

House has been bought. Moving in September juuuust when I'm about to leave for college. Pierce gave me a job in the Health Centre. Poor guy doesn't know what he's getting himself into :P At least it's easy money, and I'm hoping for a job in a pub to fill the nights.

And that's all I can think of about now.

Fuck it anyway.

Summer's really boring. No money, no (Offline) friends, no where to go and nothing to do.

July is my favourite month of the year.

Later days.

Tomorrow is Father's Day! So, off to yon Dad's location for some of that Father's Day stuff.

But, in more news! My only friend in the whole entire god-damn school and town is leaving! (Yeah, I'm a hermit. As if that's new to anyone XD) The dynamic duo shall now only be a clumsy uno! Which is a crock of bollocky pigeon excrement. He's heading back to Hong Kong on Wednesday. I have to take an exam so I won't be able to see him off, which is a bit disappointing on the whole. He has MSN and stuff, but his English could use work and my Mandarin is pretty limited. I suppose one of the reasons we got on so well was because of the damn language barrier XD We could never disagree on stuff. We just picked up on what the other was doing, and joined in or let them be off. Blah-de-blah.

A picture of he and I hanging out:


That was me trying to get a decent picture of himself and myself to remember us by. Couldn't have gone better!

Ah, we did stupid stuff together. Good times. Boring times. Freddy and I fucking rocked. But now he's going far away, forever and ever and ever. He'll come back to visit in a few years, I think. It'll be a bit lonely without someone to hang around. Bye Freddy!

In other news, I reserved my DS Lite. The owner of the local game store and I are good friends, so he's gonna give it to me a few days early, without the required deposit, and without the extra €30 most places are charging around the town. Which is sweet. Gonna go Enamel Black :D I wanna get Mario Kart or something so I'll actually be able to use the device to some degree, but I don't think that's happening XD

P.S. Someone needs to tell the majority of the furry-fandom, and quite possibly the rest of the internet, how to use the fucking word "Ironic". SRSLY. I've seen fifth-class Primary school children use it more competently.

Seriously! I think my parents are just dying to have me fail the Leavin Cert. Of "El See" as I like to call it when I'm freaking out. They seem to be doing everything in their power to distract me but actully running up to me and making weird noises. But ze step-dad's making the weird noises pretty spontaneously, so, I dunno, I think they're gonna cover that soon.

My proper-Dad's off in hospital getting an operation done. Can you say "Worry"?

The parental units are redocorating the entire upstairs apart from my room. So, I'm utterly high on paint fumes while trying to remeber shit about the Lá Tené. I'm listening to a drill and it's incessant "BRrrRRRRrrD-duh-duh-duh-duh-BRRRRRrrRRrRrRrRrrrrrRRRRRRRRR!" which isn't that great when studying for Aural German. Or doing anything but listening to such a noise. Not to mention the decorator's singing. Or the constant noise of his van. Or hammers. Or the dropping of stuff. Or the constant coughing. Imagine reading the most boring passage known to man on Bronze Age Ireland with this in the background:

"BBRRRRRR-*cough-hack-cough-lung-transplant-*-RRRR-*thunk-a-thunk*-DURDURDURBRRRRR-*Sound-of-gate-opening,-which-seems to-oxidise-severly-when-the-decorator-touches-it* etcetera.

And then, like it's nothing, they just drop "Oh, we're moving house" on me as I'm eating breakfast. WE HAVEN'T BEEN HERE 3 YEARS. They're building a house in fucking Canada! There's only two of them! TWO! What are they going to do with three fucking houses!?

*Face-clutch*

Maybe I'm taking this a little too much to heart. Stupid exams and their odd effects on my integrity! I don't think I was very stable in the first place, come to think of it. D'grrgh. I don't know. I guess it'll be fine in the end, I'll be moving out in 2 or 14 months anyway.

And I'm sorry for that last entry! A total sense of hopelessness overcame me after my poor performance on Maths Paper One. I can't remember most of Paper One or Two now, or how I performed, so, I'm alright again. Mmm, simple mindedness. I'll know how hopeless things are in August. Whee! Suspense! D:

On the upside, my siblings gave me this pretty awesome Good Luck card for my exams. I was endlessly stirred by the gesture. Eeee. It's all shiney and glittery which makes me happy :)

I'm sure that blurb was overwhelmingly exciting!

'Till next time!

I'm out of the rat-race that is the Leaving Certificate.

I was looking forward to University so much and all.

Good Jesus. It's finally happening.

*Celebration doodle done in my Maths notes not an hour ago*


I think. Wow. After 11 exams I'm finished in secondary school. Holy ovaries!
Friday will have my last classes EVER EVER EVER. Then on June 7th begins the exams. ok. Fine. On the 21st is my final exam and then that's it. This is worthy of an "OMFG!"

I think.

Then, after school, instead of going out for a session with the 6th year class I'll be heading to a Stag Night. I am, unfortunately, marked by blithe unconcern. I think the shock of finishing school is still sinking in!

Once everyone arrives at the specified accommodation we shall begin a pub crawl.

Then, after a night of much consumption of alcohol, we're gonna go surfing! SURFING! Something like 30 of us are going to this 2 hour lesson in how-to-not-fall-off-a-floating-board! The craic is gonna be 90! Then it's chill-time, then dinner-time, and then pub time again! Woo!
Sunday, the day of rest, holds a trip to the sauna. Groovy.

Blue hair dye arrived today! So, that's going in tomorrow!

Well! This week's been kinda nice.

I dropped Chemistry so I have a rake of study classes during the week, which takes a nice little lump out of my overall workload in the evenings. Though, I haven't been studying as dilligently as I should have been recently... Mainly because my parents are gone and the cats are turning the house into shit! So, I need to keep ontop of keeping the house clean after my siblings so my parents to go ape-shit when they return.
The B3 in Maths I so desperately need isn't looking all so sketchy and distant anymore. (I have a strong feeling that I won't need it in the end, the IT is apparantly desperate for students to take more computing courses. They sent me out a letter pleading with me to stick with my choices)

Bla bla bla.

I won the 6th Year Art award on Tuesday too. I'm very pleased with that. Though, it kind of feels like I cheated since there's only 3 students in the 6th year class who take it seriously... But still, I shouldn't give a shit about what others do or don't do, I guess.

As a result a result of winning the Art award a local band has asked me to provide the artwork for their Albums, C.Ds and instruments. Hells yeah. I never thought I'd be drawing on guitars and stuff. It'll be pretty groovy to be (Legally) spraying on walls too. The drummer is exceptionally talented and a great laugh.

I'm gonna dye my hair blue soon. It'll only be streaks because anything more will warrant my expulsion from school. Bloody Christian bullshit school rule thing. If my sister doesn't get the blue dye in Roche's Stores today I'll be ordering it off some girly site. Excellent.

Also, I've attained the temporary nickname of "Tech" from the Loonatics cartoon. Some dude in school made the connection and now it's stuck.

Oh, joy.

Man, I dunno if anyone gets quite the kick out of these stupid little tests that I do... But since this is a Journal that is Live, here goes.

<td align="center">Your walk is:
A Mix of Hopping, Dancing and Writhing in Pain


Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com</td>

I laughed XD.. What's yours, oh people who choose to oogle my journal?

Jesus... They want us to pull master pieces out of our arses. I swear, 5 hours is really not enough time to do anything but scratch your arse and say "O NO I FAIL" every few minutes.

But alas, I'm kinda proud of what I did manage to complete in five hours. S'why it's getting it's very own journal entry... I mean, it's my final project. The project that's representing the last few years in art class (Not that we did much apart from feck around and listen to the radio).

(I snapped some pictures on my SE V800 before handing the sheets to the examiner)

http://www.ericthewolf.com/somethinghardtospell/Leaving%20Certificate/FinalDesignBottom.JPG

"That's a shit topic! You suck! Go die!" you say? Well, we had to do a poster on a certain topic... We had a choice of "High Tec Entertainment" or "10th Annual Film Festival" or "Olympics 3012" all sucked. But at least "Hi-Tec Entertainment" was vaguely decent. It's supposed to be a little media device... I forgot to make that obvious. Shit.

Well, anyway. There she is. 5 hours... There was a Preliminary sheet and a Preparatory sheet done in that space of time too.


The Leaving Certificate Vocational Programme exam went alright... Though, I think I messed up my final question.

"4.) Apart from your Link Modules, what subjects do you feel would help you to become your researched profession"

"Irish: To communicate with the technologically impaired"

I then flung the paper at the examiner just in time for me to not fail the exam for not having it done in time. I do think that such a statement will lose me marks... But I was in such a hurry X3

Let us hope tomorrow's exam goes as well as the previous ones! And the rest of them... Glee~


"Plasting Sheeting, RTE News, covering the Cork area, in a toilet, signing off."

Man, I love 'Gift Grub'.

So, right. There I am. Drunk as hell, wobbling home with my siblings after a nice stop in the chipper. Nothing unusual there.

So, right. I'm drinking this milkshake. I gave my jacket to my brother and I'm freezing! it's 4AM, what does one expect? A sun-tan?

So, right. I open the door of a phone-box and fling my milkshake in. Man, what a great idea. It accomplished so much. I picked up the cup and spattered the remaining milkshake on the box. Great, right?

Naw, the police pulled up and called me over... they drove my siblings away. "Oh shit" said my brain.

I gave them a fake DOB, 1988 instead of 1989 so I'd be 18. Just old enough to drink. So, that's great.

Now, unless I want time in jail, I have to get up in the morning HUNG-FUCKING-OVER and clean the fucking phone box!

Man! My master piece is ruined! And I have to write retarded Sgt. Moore a letter of apology too. It's not so bad, but dude.. Really... I so wanted to sleep in on the bank holiday. Fuck this.

Anyway, I've never been more drunk in my life and I do believe my typing isn't all too shit.

I had my first shots tonight. Red After-Shock, followed by Apple Sours and then a Sambuca. The final two were had with a cousin of mine. I made a new drinking buddy. Hooray!

Good night.

Welp, I'm back out in those shitty health centers dispensing powerful medicacation to people who really don't need it.

But hey. Soon they die, the less useless offspring they can produce!

I came up with this picture when I was having a brief and stupid conversation with a patient. As shown here.




The viewer is supposed to be the fuckwit who thinks Lexipro is a Sopository.

LOOK MA! It'sa my desk. That chair is really uncomfortable. And that picture was really fun to make XD It took like half an hour (mostly done) in Alias SketchBook Pro 2.0. I might make more for the fun... Whee XP

When I'm busy throwing small boxes at people and then shooing them out of the surgery, I just don't appreciate just how funny it is XD

AND I CANNOT SPELL. I know XD

Parents leave for 3 weeks to Canada on Friday. I think I'll look up my file in the Health Center documents tomorrow. Whee. I wanna know what I was on for all my poisonings.

Greatest video of all time!

http://www.firefoxflicks.com/flick/?id=19542

Watch it. Just... Watch it.

I wouldn't bother spamming with a test, but this one rocks. I mean... *insert name here* pills. Awesome.

	NavalagVLK Pills: Will cause involuntary commitment to a mental institution
	'What effect do you have on people?' at QuizGalaxy.com

They also make your pee bright yellow.

Oh yeah! Sweetness.

I just got me a hot sexy room-in-an-apartment with hot sexy inclusive bills. And I get my own toilet in it! Happy days! XP it's also hot-sexy next to the Institue. With a hot sexy court-yard, with a path straight into the reception of the IT! Hooray! There's a breakfast room too. I can't fucking believe my luck to get in. Seriously, there's like 5,000 applicants for 400 rooms and some out-sourced employcalls me up saying

"Issa Mi-hell Halavan? Hoor room iss av-hail-able"

*Does the moving-out dance*

I move in sometime in September! Presuming I don't fuck up my leaving Certificate, of course :3

Also, I wanna get one of these: http://www.lik-sang.com/image.php?category=363&products_id=8919&img=psp_faceplate_orange&show=1

And some screen protectors too.

Animal Crossing has also claimed my life! Friend code: 3866-1524-1291 (Name: NVLK, Town: HackBall)
'Cause I need new fruit. That bastard Tom Nook is giving me less and less for my APLEZ XP

I was born about 12 minutes this time 17 years ago XP Whee.

o/~Happy Birthday to me.o/~

Also, this is the first time Dad's actually wished me Happy Birthday since I was six or seven years of age. Awesome :3. I feel kinda bad for missing his call though. Won't he be so pleased and proud when he finds out I've failed 3 out of 7 subjects :/ I miss living with that man.

But on a higher note http://www.illwillpress.com is feckin' brilliant. It's so wonderfully awesome and groovy.

Hey! Should I fuck up 6th year this time 'round, which is looking likely, I might end up finishing my final year on Salt-Spring Island in that BC place off the coast of Canada. If I went to a school over on that mass of land it'd be so much easier than the system here. I'd have time to carry out all the little shitty projects I wanna do. And possibly make an actual offline friend, if such a thing is possible XP

Man, that would rock so hard. I think. Even if the opportunity was 100% there, I guess I wouldn't go. I mean, there's not a University here that would look up nor down at me with a Canadian education!

But still, it'd be awesome.

And I'm plankin' it over the impending Leaving Cert.

In other news, I think I've managed to fail every subject in the mock exams (OK, well, I failed two. And I failed those on technicalities like "Oh! Oh no, you haven't written the formula correctly! There goes half YOUR marks! Or "Your not taking your diagrams seriously enough! Fail!" just because I drew a freakin' Beaker Muppet presenting my Distillation process XP).

But! On the upside! there's still 33 more school days to get my ass in gear. And such gears I'll have to get my ass into.

AND MY PORTFOLIO HAS LEFT THE BUILDING. I didn't even have to bother with that shitty dA site in the end. <3 Cousins. All going well, I'll just have to turn up for my exams and scratch my arse for about 70 odd hours and I'll still have sufficient points to get into CIT. But things aren't going to go that well, so, yeah...

Study time.

*Procrastinate*

I'm also kinda half thinking about just skipping school and homeschooling myself and then taking some more mock exams to see what happens.

I'll so don't wanna repeat 6th year. Seriously, I'll be really annoyed if I do XP That's pretty much that.

For real this time.

Seriously.

P.S.: My entries are pathetically long.

Everytime my mother tries to use me to social climb I want to roll up a newspaper, hit her on the head and say "No! No!".

Fuuuck. I'm skipping the first class in school just so I can get the homework done 'cause yesterday evening I didn't have the time to work a sufficent amount on my Portfolio and Homework. Argh, I don't like 6th Year.

Seriously, 6th Year needs to fuck off and die XP Or at least get easier/less hectic.

On a higher note, orange juice is nice.

My desired IT is making up the requirements for my Communications Design course as they go along!

I fucking swear! XP

I have to have my portfolio in Cork IT on the 27th of this month XD 11 finished pieces in the next week! Jesus, Mary and all of Bethlehem in a mini-bus, this is ridiculous. I think I'll be skipping one or two exams.

Keep track of ze progress at my second deviantART site thingie http://NavalagVLK.deviantart.com if one might wish to do so.

Damnit, I'm so SICK. (In the cough-cough, head-explodey way. Not the "I like to fiddle kiddies" way. God no. Ew. Bad. SHUT UP.)

I mean, I got sick on Friday. FRIDAY! The day that starts the weekend, the beginning of the only 2 days of freedom I get form school a week and some virus... Sick thing... Takes it away!? What is the point in it? but oh well. I got compensation, oh yes. I've had an excuse to skip school on Monday and Tuesday. Which, in the short run, is great but in the long run it's very bad! Yay short sightedness!

So, since I'm all sick I'm all vulnerable to further infections, right? Well yay. I've developed this little city of warts on my left foot which ALL of you need to know about, of course. Now they've been frozen! Yay! Now I just have to wait for half my foot to die off and turn into an ulcer! Eee!
Since I'm such an optimist I'll bet my foot will end up looking like this:

http://www.larrytt.com/celebrities_playing_tt/tony_blair2.jpg

Anyways, in other news! LOADSA LOVELY EXAMS NEXT WEEK! Yay! I can't WAIT to baaarely get a passing grade in most of them, and fail the rest! Whoo! :3 'Cause I'm so LAZY. But oh well, since we get to bring our own paper I'm sure I can cheat my way through most of them or something. I hope not to since cheating won't assist me in my final exams, but hey. Getting my ass kicked by my parents (If they still bother reading my grade sheets?) won't help either.

Also, if anyone has a season 1 Digivice give it to me! Because I'm such a damn nerd! XD *Cough*AndTheyFetchNiceMoniesOnEbaySometimes*Cough* So, yeah.


Seriously, though; What's the point in the common cold other than to annoy the hell out of ME (Because, you know, I'm the only damn person on the earth to ever get the *common* cold :P)? Really now, why does it even exist? It doesn't kill anyone, not even old people. It's like the flu's little brother... If the flu's little brother lived on the other side of the world, had one arm and no idea of it's mission in life so all it did all day was play the Banjo

Dangit, iBook battery dead. Laters, folkses.