The Irish Summer

This summer has gone a lot faster than usual, normally I’d kind of want to go back to school to see my friends but now it doesn’t really feel like we’ve had summer at all. That it’s only lasted 2 weeks rather than 3 months. I’m unsure whether this is because we’ve been limited when it comes to how much sun we’ve gotten and flooded (literally) with the amount of rain we’ve received, I’ve had more than the necessary lazy days spent on my sofa in my pyjamas laughing at tv shows that I’ve seen countless times.

Or it could be the horrible prospect that I’m starting the Leaving Cert in a few days and will actually have to study and do my homework because I’ve come to the realisation that the work i do now will more than likely influence the rest of my life, of course i want to get the points i need to go to University and eventually leave the land of rain, potatoes and Guinness.

I’ve seen quite a lot of my friends this summer. There hasn’t been one day that I’ve been with them that i haven’t cried laughing and completely ruined my makeup which would just make us laugh harder. After a while our laughing would become funnier than what actually made us laugh in the first place. We’ve been shopping , the beach, town, had countless sleepovers and just chilled out. Basically all the typical ways to spend the summer with your friends.

I’ve had money this summer though, a change from the usual “i can’t go anywhere I’m broke” scéal. It’s changed because I’m one of the few teenagers that actually got a job this summer which I plan on continuing into the year. I’ve gotten a job in a shop in town. Yes my job ruined a lot of my social life but at least i have the excuse “I can’t go, I’m working” when something comes up i really don’t want to go to. I get decent hours normally work in the night time, which i most certainly rather, compared to getting up for the half 8 shift. I hate the idea of going to work but when I’m there i don’t really mind, unless there’s nothing to do