I’m in love.

I know I have a boyfriend and all, but I’m so much *MORE* in love with Tommy.
I met Tommy for the first time on February 27th, 2009.
It was love at first sight.
Well, at second sight. The first time I saw him I thought he was too high class for me.

Then when I touched him, I knew I couldn’t live without him. I just had to have him.

We were destined to be together.
Obviously we’ll take it slow at the beginning, otherwise Tommy might get a bit overwhelmed, and that would be devastating, to say the least.

True, it’s hard to replace the old with the new, but it’s a move I’m willing to make.
Obviously I’ll keep both, wheel out the old when I wouldn’t want to inconvenience the new, and they’ll both be in use for the first few months, so no-one gets too tired.
Eventually it’ll be just me and Tommy together, making beautiful music.

I’m in love, and in lust.
When I blew Tommy for the first time this morning, I knew I’d made the right decision. The feel of him in my hands is perfect, his weight is perfect, nothing feels more balanced or secure in my hands.
There’s just the right amount of give and take in him, we fit together like he was made to be mine.

Tommy is everything I wished for and more. He’s everything I went looking for yesterday and more. I can’t stop looking at him, or smiling, and I’m delirious with ecstasy.
I’ve never been this happy before in my life.

Tommy, I love you, and I always will.

5 things I learned this week

1. Never ever ever tell your boyfriend that your sister’s in the same pub as he is!
I did that, and he bloody well hunted her down and started talking to her. It wouldn’t have been so bad, only they’d never met before. Oh dear oh dear oh dear.
2. Ow.
3. Murphy’s Law is a bitch. It stands to reason that the one time I forgot my jumper for work would be the day I end up in the freezers, wouldn’t it?
4. Rubber eggs are amazing. Dave had one today, and it’s the best fun ever!!
5. Rodrigo y Gabriela mixed Take Five and One. It’s awesome, I’d never heard it before!

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Musics!

I got my last piece for my grade 8 clarinet exam today! Woohoo!

Yesterday, when I was tidying my room, I found my certificate for my grade 7 exam, which I did last year. I took down my grade six cert and put my grade 7 in front of it, but then realised that I’ve done the same thing every year since I started playing clarinet. So I have certificates for grades two through seven all in the same frame, which is kinda cool.

I’ve decided recently that I’m gonna buy a new clarinet soon.
I’ve been planning on buying a new one for the past, like, two years, but I’m really gonna do it this time.
I’m going into EMS on Friday, and I’m gonna try out the Buffet B (or is it E?) 13s that they have there.
It’s gonna be pretty much the most money I’ve ever spent on anything, at €1095, but it’s gonna be so worth it.
Then it’ll be broken in by the time nationals come around, and everything will be awesome. Can’t wait!!

Man, I love clarinet. But preparing for my grade 8 is damned hard, ’cause I never have time to practice. Grrrr!!!

5 things I learned this week

1. There’s not only an upstairs in the Callan building (that was last week) but there’s *another* upstairs as well!
2. I’m finally bigger than one of the bows at archery! Yay for new equipment!
3. I can’t remember this, I made a mental note of it, but it didn’t stick. And I told Alan to remember, but he failed. >=(
4. I should really carry a calendar around. I forgot about a band committee meeting on Wednesday and made plans, then had to cancel when I was reminded of the committee meeting. Frustrating to say the least!
5. I need to pay better attention to what I do with my stuff. I left my iPod on the train a few weeks ago (stupid!) and I left my phone on the train on Wednesday. That’s just dumb. At least Ciarán was still on the train on Wednesday, so all is not lost!

Cute? Never!

I can say this here, because no-one on the internet has really met me, and therefore are not in a place to judge the truth of anything I say.
God, I love the internet.

Anyways, this post is partially inspired by this post on The National Lottie (which is excellent, by the way, and totally deserves a read).

Every person, boy or girl, has their own body issues. For me, there are tons, which I’ve posted about on Xanga before, but today I’m talking about height.
I’m very small, I might have mentioned that before.
I’m just under five foot two barefoot, which some might say isn’t that small, but the facts that I never wear heels and I hang out with a load of guys probably add to the idea that I’m tiny.

It’s not really something I have a problem with, most of the time.
When you’re small, like me, and your friends are all tall, it tends to be commented on.
Being the only girl in the group, I tend to be the butt of many jokes, and short jokes feature prominently among them.

Still, my friends know I’m not exactly insecure about my height. If I were, they wouldn’t comment on it, but because I take the jokes, and laugh about them too, then we can all see the humour in them.

Still, one thing I’ve noticed in the last few weeks is that being small seems to really up someone’s cute factor.
It started with my boyfriend deciding I was cute.
It’s not that I mind being called cute, it’s just not something that I’m very used to.

But I decided to investigate a bit further, and it seems all my friends think I’m cute.
That’s just become a word which describes me.
I don’t get it.

Is it because I’m small? Plenty of other people are small, and they don’t get labelled cute… It makes no sense.
But there you have it.
Apparently, I’m cute. Who knew?

I miss the canteen…

Dude, Maynooth is just not the same since the canteen burned down.
I loved that canteen. It was the perfect place to sit and eat food, but now it’s gone.
I miss it like crazy.

Seriously, for lunch now, we normally go to Pugin hall, on the South Campus, which is extremely nice, plus you get to do a lot of people spotting, but it’s a very different atmosphere to what was in the canteen.

Students’ Union elections are soon, and all the people running for president are making promises about the new canteen, but I don’t care! I just want a place where we’ll have big tables so we can have loads of people, which sells food. To eat. So I can get lunch with my friends.

Not having a canteen is a major pain.

RIP, canteen!

Himself and such.

Considering it’s Valentine’s day, I figured today would be as good as any to post an extract I found on my friend David’s blog about myself and the boyfriend (who David finds exceptionally boring, by the way):

Then Aislinn came along and we went to see McDreary (I mean, Andrew) in (surprise, surprise!) a computer lab. Seriously, dude, fill out a change of address card so all your post is sent to the computer lab. But, despite all the cruel jokes I make about him, Aislinn and himself are friggin’ adorable! I mean, they have the whole perfect, slightly sickening, cutesy, “No,your prettier!”, goo-goo eyes, kind of relationship thing going on! Yay them!
From this entry
Okay, first let’s try not to scream at the incorrect ‘your’. Silly David, and he’s an English student! He should know better!

I don’t think I’ve ever been part of a ‘cutesy’ couple before. And although I don’t think we still make goo-goo eyes at each other, evidently David does.

Anyways, when I read that particular paragraph it made me smile. Particularly since David talks at the speed of light and doesn’t break up his blog posts, so they read the same way as he talks. Therefore I could almost hear him saying that as I read it.

Figured I’d repost, because it gave me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

5 Things I Learned This Week:

1) There’s an upstairs in the Callan building on Maynooth campus. Who knew? Not me! And also not Annika, ’cause I asked her!
2) Following on from this, girls are exceptionally unobservant. How did I not notice that there’s an upstairs when I walk past the stairs every day or so??
3) Texting and walking at the same time is *not* a good idea. Those stairs came back to haunt me. Ow, my head!
4) Sia – Breathe Me is a song which gets stuck in my head.

(I couldn’t find the a copy of the music video which would embed, so the link is the actual video, and this is the song on a Doctor Who video.)

and finally
5) Having a job *sucks*! I missed teencamp, I’m missing teencoffee (Seriously, what kind of crappy friend *can’t go* to any of the events Alan organises??!), the Blog Awards, and probably a crapload more stuff that I can’t think of ’cause it’s twenty to one in the morning.

That’s all for now, I think!

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