Ah right so. We're down to 9 days lads, that's single figures. And, to be quite honest, I'm fecked sure, I've nothing packed, or bought for this "holiday".
I realised, that in my last post (due to the fact that almost every comment had "where are you going?" or something along those lines, in it) that I neglected to say where I am going. And this (taken from Wikipedia) is what I have in store for me for 21 days.

Gaeltacht is the Irish language word meaning an Irish-speaking region. In Ireland, The Gaeltacht, or An Ghaeltacht, refers individually to any, or collectively to all, of the districts where the government recognizes that the Irish language is the predominant language, that is, the vernacular spoken at home. These districts were first officially recognised during the early years of the Irish Free State, after the Gaelic Revival, as part of government policy to restore the Irish language.

So basically, a bunch of teens looking to improve their Irish for the good old Leaving Cert and the Junior Cert all pop down to the Gaeltacht areas for three weeks and go to classes and céilís and what not. Sounds like great craic. Only problem is, I'm brutal at Irish. Like really really really bad! Oh well, I'm looking forward to the three weeks of freedom.
This song sums it up, exactly as I feel.
Heathers- Remember When


Oh, and also, this is the first time I've managed to work out how to post videos on my blog. Ah.

Anyway, I'm off for the moment, I'll be on later to do a birra reading of your blogs and whatnot. How're you doing? And hello? 48 followers.. Thanks you guys *blushes* you've no idea how grateful I am!



I have to think of some sort of celebration for the 50th follower.. IF there is one! Any ideas?