insomnia is the reason for this post.

Can't sleep...so I guess I'll just hit the keyboard=)

My boyfriend came to visit last week and I'm a bit a shamed to say it, but that was the first time I used the kitchen - not even kidding...or actually, that's not right, I HAVE used the kitchen, I just haven't cooked anything,..I've put stuff on the kitchen stove..like my badge, and keys,,,and pretty much whatever I have in my hands that I need to put down when I've just gotten home..don't worry, there's a button on the wall that I need to switch on before anything can get heated, so there has never been any fire hazard =P..Anyhow, my boyfriend pulled things out of the kitchen cabinet, and I swear I was surprised by what I had in there (I haven't bought any kitchenware,, the landlords pretty much made sure that all the basics were covered).."WOW! Was that in there?!..or..?"...and then I just got disappointed look from my boyfriend..*shaking his head* as if he were to say "what are we gonna do with you...you poor thing".

I forced my boyfriend to come along for a walk to go see where the ducks and swans hang out --Really! there IS a place where all the ducks and swans hang out here in Dublin! I'm pretty sure it's their official hang-out spot =P..On our way back home from the walk we discovered a little duck-family

For an itty bitty second there, I actually got annoyed at the male-duck...look at him!! totally chillaxin' and not steppin' up to his role as a father...he's waayy over there trying to ignore the crying babies,,making the female duck do all the work...what an asshole! =P

Yup..there I am, with the little duck-family =)

Here I am wondering whether the stuff on the tree were leaves or flowers...what can I say, it was dark and I wasn't wearing glasses..
                                                    .........it was flowers =)

Took my bf around for a little sightseeing tour at work..

....the relax-room at the engineer building..

..I kinda messed up when I registered him as a visitor :-/ ...apparantly, I'm the guest and he's the host=P

We went to a dog race, that was fun..Of course, it was impossible to take picturea of the dogs as they raced by, cause they were super fast!------

I read this pamphlet, and just had to take a picture of it.....only 50€ per bitch? let's go get some!! lol=P

Some pictures from february..

Getting to know my neighbor-ish..

They say that your shoes can reveal a lot about you...how worn and torn they are, what KIND of shoes, what kind of brand.....etc..if so, then what about cars? Can a car say something about you? Where, or in which stage of life you're in? (mid-life crises perhaps? =P)  What kind of person you are?.........If anything...I bet it can say something about your economy,,,(in deep shit 'cause of debt from buying a car you can't afford, or maybe ..financially stable),,,

I don't know my neighbor, but I know he has nice cars...one BMW, and one of these....

RAndom stuff...

I moved all my stuff out of the other apartment last Thursday... bought one of those vacuum-space-saving bags so that I could easily take my king-size duvet to the new apartment..I swear, those plastic bags are one of the most genius inventions ever! it Works! =) On Friday I handed over the keys to the realtor..I didn't find anyone to take over the other apartment, so I lost my deposit...what can I say, I learn the hard way---within economics, they call it SUNK COST, which- according to Wikipedia - is:

"....retrospective (past) costs that have already been incurred and cannot be recovered."..no use in crying over spilled milk, in other words=)

Everyday I learn new things.......about myself....last week, for instance, I realized how many similar belts I have.."same same, but different". Different combination of brown and gold..it never occurs to me - when Im in a store and am about to buy a brown&gold-colored belt - that I already have something similar at home, and that I therefore should look for another color...

But, when it comes to my wardrobe..I love colors =)..whenever I go shopping I go straight to the aisle that has the brightest colors..Im like a kid,,whenever I see bright and colorful things I go "OOoOo..that's so pretty...".. and then I kinda end up having a lot of the SAME stuff,,,in different colors..."same, same, but different".....right now I'm on a mission...I have a thing for trench coats and blazers....or, uhmm.......correction, jackets..I have a thing for jackets in general, but a have a handful of trench coats ....I have a yellow, beige, red, purple, and grey-blue-ish one---now I only need green, hot pink, and blue,,,then I promise, I won't buy more trench coats..I swear, I won't!

Onto something else...earlier today I found out that the sliding door that leads to the garden isn't locked, and never has been..whenever I've "locked" it, it has made the click-sound, which made me think that I'd locked the door---without checking to see whether it actually was locked or not...turns out, it's NOT. The landlords are on some business trip, and so for now all I can do is send an e-mail to the realtor and tell him to have a look at it on Monday..until then, I've used my imagination (and got a little inspiration from Macaulay Culkin i the movie "home alone") to solve the problem,,,,,

 if someone pulls the door,,the key will fall onto the floor, and I will (if you believe in miracles) wake up.....what I will(and can )do once I realize that there's an intruder in my apartment, however,  that's another story..lol =P...Hey, a girl's gotta do what she needs to do to feel safe, right? Even though its a false sense of security...By the way, I sleep with a bottle of mace next to my pillow..Before I came to IReland I watched a whole lot of "48 hours" which is a documentary about missing people, and everything that happened within the 48 hours they'd gone missing..in most cases, it wasn't random people that killed or kidnapped the victims, it was friends, neighbors or X/or current boyfriends...so I have my reasons for being paranoid.

Since I don't have internet or a TV in my apartment yet, I've been watching a whole lot of sex & the city (I got the complete collection of all seasons from my boyrfriend before I left). I gotta say, the more I watch it, the more I dislike Carrie Bradshaw...she's a complete home-wrecker...she keeps going back to an asshole (I don't care for "Mr.Big" even though they get married in the movie)..she continues to see him even though  Mr.Big gets married,,,and she cheats on her boyfriend...And, who the hell was the first to say that she has style, anyways? In most of the episodes, she wears stuff that is completely bizarre...like the episode I watched today, she wore a long skirt, a top that showed off her abs (yah, she has killer abs..gotta give her credit for that) and then a belt on her bare belly....can you imagine that?...she looked like a lunatic!,,,I don't care what people say, she looks like a complete idiot...and may I add that -in the show- she's over 35 years old...what sane person over 35 have you seen walking around the city with a top so short that it doesn't even manage to cover her bellybutton? lol..sorry girls, I don't like the woman.I love Samantha, though, cause she owns up to the way she lives.. but Carrie Bradshaw is just a Samantha pretending to be Charlotte. If there are guys reading this blogpost then let me translate (in case you don't watch the show=P)..Carrie Bradshaw is a promiscuous woman pretending to  be a decent lady...
.....Wow..an entire paragraph about sex & the city-..I obviously have too little to do nowadays..=P


..let's switch subject! Two weeks ago a woman knocked on my door saying that I needed to fill out a sheet,..from how I understand it, the IRish government is trying to get an overview of what people are doing...working? going to school? how far you live from your school/work? how much time is spent on public transportation....etc...I told the woman that I was moving out of there,,and she told me that I could fill out the form, and just leave it in the apartment so that whoever takes over next could give it to her when she came back to collect the forms...I told her "OK",,and then I closed the door and threw the sheet in the trash. Then my colleges told me that you could get a fine if you refused to fill it out...and I just had to take a picture of it...this is ridiculous! lol!

Read the last sentence under the title "legal obligation to participate"....

Too tired to type..so here's some pics =)

* On my way to work (from the old apartment) at 08:30 am



On my way home (the old apartment) from work..

My new neighborhood...I love the mixture of new and old.. =)










The landlords gave me flowers as a welcome-to-your-new-home gift =D






One of the desserts they served for lunch at work....I managed to stay away from it..took a picture and imagined the taste of chocolate that could kill...=) I believe this was the same day I had a side of leaks with my main course.....the chefs have humour..they properly named it "wiki leaks" ;-)...yup...I had me some wiki leaks for lunch that day, ya'll =)

Went to a going-away party for one of the girls in the Danish team today....she's going to the states to work in Mountain view..where the stars themselves are based---which stars?..HEllooOo..LArry Page and Sergey Brin, of course! =P...


I don't know whether it was because I was tired or what not...but at one point - in an attempt to mingle and try to get to know new people - I was talking to a guy and I totally zoned out.....he was talking and talking and talking.....and talking and talking..and then he talked some more...and then it hit me..HOLY-MACARONY......this must be how guys feel like when they talk to girls who just won't shut up!!...just that,in this case, I was the GUY !. ...Sure I asked a question or two to keep the conversation going.., but I didn't expect him to never stop talking! =s....... maybe he just didn't feel comfortable with silence, maybe that's why he kept on talking...lesson to learn, girls,.....we need to learn when to shut up...cause that experience was seriously exhausting....and guys..you need to learn how to NOT keep the conversation going just to avoid the silence...if you ask the questions, you're asking for it (trouble)...and when people ask questions (applies to most social-gathering-situations) they only ask to be polite...they don't really care about the answer, so don't give the the whole story from A-Z..=P