The weather in London right now is incredible. It's so hot, but not humid at all. The sky is clear blue and it makes me really relaxed. I'm going to Will's house today where the weather will probably even nicer. I'm gonna try to get some work done. I have some writing to do, drafts of stories to go over and then two cunt essays to get out of the way.
I'm really going to miss England in the summer, I think. I feel settled here now. I still think I could stand to make a few more friends; the other night I went to Shook Ones and I knew pretty much one person there and he was with his mates as well, so I was kind of on my own. If I start going to more gigs and make my face known I'll hopefully end up chatting to people and shit. Jesse Michael's from Operation Ivy's new band are playing here next week and I can't wait. Operation Ivy are too good and one of the first bands that inspired me to be in a band, and I'm sure it's the same for a lot of people. I hope I get to meet him or at least shake his hand, it'd be so fucking cool.
Ireland in the summer will be okay I guess. I'm happy that I'll be with my own friends again but not happy at all that I have to live with my dad. He is the most impossible person in the world to live with and my old house is fucking disgusting. My brother and his girlfriend are stuck living there and I'm pretty sure they're kinda depressed right now. I really need to find out about my job though. That dopey new manager in Malahide still hasn't got onto me about it. Sap.
I'll make the most of the last month here. First year has fucking flown in. I can't believe it's May.
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