April Resolution: Wake Up Every Day Before 10am

Even on the weekend.
My sleeping habits are ridiculous. Even when I was working and studying full time I managed to sleep will noon at any chance I got. I've got into habit, where on any day off or a late-shift-day, I would sleep till I'm cranky an sluggish. Now that I have more time on my hands, it's gotten out of hands. Sleeping till noon, feeling completely unproductive and bitchy. Lovely. This silly resolution is actually not so easy for me. But I'll do it. I hope.

The Secret Book & Record store

Today I found a new to me independent book store, called The Secret Book and Record store, on Wicklow street. I can't believe I have just found this place, having walked passed it for years! It's tiny and messy. I loved it! There is no way I'll find a particular book but it's perfect for browsing on a lazy afternoon and finding little treasures.

 I got myself a 1959 edition of Wuthering Heights for only 2euro. Happy times! (Check out my brand new shamrock. I hope to keep the poor thing alive at least till Paddy's day. Don't have a good record in plan-watering business, though, so we'll see).

On the topic of new books, why on earth can't I find any John Green books? I've checked every big store, a few second hand bookstores, and nothing! What's up with that?
I've got hooked on vlogbrothers' videos recently and now I'm dying to read one of his books, but it's like they've disappeared. I remember seeing Looking for Alaska everywhere when I didn't know who John Green was, but now it's like a treasure hunt! Even in the library every single John Green book is on loan. I guess I'll just have to get them on Kindle. Oh, they better be worth it!

Be a tourist in your own town: Dublin

I love to see daffodils at the beginning of spring. In Ireland, daffodil is a symbol of an Irish Cancer Society, so on March 23rd it's going to be sold all over the city, with the money raised going into the cancer research. But for now, I'm just pleased to finally see some flowers.

Tiny lake is in the same park, right in the heart of the city. This place holds so many memories. I remember quietly saying temporary goodbye to a close friend in the white gazebo. Laying on the grass during my lunch hour, when I used to work 50 meters from the park, surrounded by what felt like hundreds of people, because this place gets incredibly crowded with even a hint of sunshine. And having a long discussion about the life of a foreigner in Ireland with a charming old man, on one very odd hangover morning. What was I even doing in town?

Ha! Typical Dublin. 

 

Sure thing, I'll try not to bark.

Apparently some pub doors are meant to be taken out of the hinges, to be left left along the walls of the pub for a day. Such pretty doors too.

 

50 books challenge

At the beginning of 2012 I started a challenge, where my goal is to read 50 books this year. I used to read so much, but over the last few years, having spent most of my time buried in endless textbooks and academic papers, I can't wait to get back into the writing. At the beginning of March, I'm 8 books in and counting.