Technology hates me

and, honestly, I don't blame it. I mean, what do I expect with it? For it to work when I shell out a few hundred euro to fix it? God, the thoughts!

I've done a lot over the last while, and I've created two new blogs, both for things which I talk about/think about a lot, and hopefully people will understand it...and guess what, their titles are awesome! (joke, I promise. I'm not THAT conceited)

I've got a political one...*shudder* at Political Musings of a Teenager, and I've a sports one Sporting Musings of a Teenager.

There's a lot of new stuff going on, and I'll have a proper blog update later/tomorrow/soon

Wonderful, wonderful Copenhagen

I'm going to Copenhagen! I was chosen to represent Ireland in the European Youth Parliament in Copenhagen, next month. I can't believe it!

This is going to be amazing. Now, this is REALLY REALLY REALLY short, cause I've to be in school at 1:10, and it's a bit after 11. XD

First post in almost 20 days, and it's a moaner. Feel free to walk away.

I HATE MY FAMILY!

Correction, I love them. I do. But when there's been an argument, and two of us have plotted to do something, and only I get in trouble I get pissed off. My example? My brother's begged and pleaded with me to not make him do his spellings. And I'm a softy who says yes. So today, when he was convincing my dad to let him do his spellings the cheat way, I refused and told dad everything,

Now I'm grounded.

Fire

I've always hoped that I would never end up with a catastrophe happening to my family, but that died today.

I went to Cavan this weekend, to the Cavan Centre. It was an amazing weekend, and I had loads of fun. I really did. But when mam picked me up, I could tell something was wrong. We weren't in the car five minutes before she told me.

The shop burned down.

When I say burned down, I don't mean literally. In fact, it's still standing, mostly. But there's a lot of smoke damage, puddles from where the firemen did their stuff, melted plastic, warped glass, and broken glass from where they had to break the glass to stop it exploding onto the street.

The neighbours have been amazing, I can't fault them for that. They did everything they should, and more. It's been brilliant, but I can't get my head around it. That place has been such a huge part of my life for 2 years, 4 months...and it's gone.

Just gone.

Granda, I miss you

Today was hard on me. I went up to Mary again, who told me about the night my granda died. It's been almost four years, but I'm still not over it. I don't think I ever will be.

I sound like such a fool, but I keep getting reminders of him. I should expect that, but today I was assigned to rooms 23 - 25. He was in 25.

I miss him a lot more than many people would realise. An awful lot more. Despite the fact he didn't remember us that much, he was still my granda, and he was always there for me.

Enough melancholy. Yesterday I was assigned to a woman, Rita. She's been in the home for two weeks, but is depressed. I spent a few minutes with her, and she ended up coming out of her room and spending time with everyone else.

It's been a long day, with some pleasant and unpleasant memories.

Work Experience

I'm back on work experience! I'm doing it at Shrewsbury House, which is where my grandad was before he died. I really like it there, it may not be hugely luxurious, but the staff are amazing, and it's a caring place.

I'm doing it there, simply because grandad was there. And, honestly? It hasn't changed a bit. There's loads of photos of me and my siblings up, because we were three of the few children who visited regularly. Our Sunday routine was going for dinner, then up to the nursing home for our weekly visit. It was one of the parts I loved, because we got on with everyone.

My grandad was very close with my a woman called Mary. She is a lovely woman, who'd always look after my grandad. She did the laundry there, and in return lived there. She was brilliant, she really was.

Now she's pretty sick. She always had kidney trouble, but now it's worse. She was on dialysis three times a week, but it's been reduced to two times a week. She broke her hip last summer, and she's deaf in her left ear. And she has lung cancer.

She smoked like a chimney, but she was one of the most caring people I ever met. And she's refusing treatment, because of her age.

Sorry!

I got my laptop back today, so I finally have a chance to post!

Irish Blog award longlist has been announced today. Well done to Susan, who has been nominated in two categories!

Today, I'mma gonna outline my plans for the blog. I've been REALLY lax on posting lately, unfortunately, but that's going to change. I'm going to be posting every two days. It's my February resolution. Some posts will be random, others will be un-random. Wait and see XD

Not much today, more to make sure y'all are reading this!